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Homebody (Ch.14)

Summary: Amiyah is the younger sister of local drug dealer (Durkio). Shy and reserved she keeps to herself and stays out the way. But lately she began to find interest in his right hand man/ best friend (Erik Stevens). Wanting to get him to notice her she discovers that he already had her wrapped around his finger without even trying! There was only a few problems that kept her away from her fantasies , her brother that controlled almost every single breath she took and would kill anyone who looked at her that way and lastly Eriks girlfriend, Alexis , who they called the queen of the hood according to her lavish lifestyle as well as being with the next newest top boy in the making. While Alexis was his girl to the streets all Amiyah wanted to do was be his Homebody...

Pairing: Erik Stevens x Thick OC

Warning: Language

Lighting her favorite scented candle, Amiyah inhaled the fragrance with her eyes closed. After a long day at the boutique she wanted to relax with a good smelling room, dim lights, and her music playlist on repeat. Taking her hair out of the ponytail she massaged her scalp feeling relieved. After having it in so many protective hairstyles she decided to give it a break and let it breathe by wearing her own natural hair until it was time for her to get it done for the trip.

Laying flat on her bed with her legs twisting one over the other she scrolled through her phone. She wasn’t going into anything particular just wandering around for a while checking text, missed phone calls, and old pictures of herself on Snapchat. Clicking on her Instagram app it opened up to a relationship post from one of the pages she followed.

It was a post of a quick video of a boy laying on top of a girl who was rubbing his head. Amiyah felt a twinge of sadness prickle her heart. She longed to have something like that only for it to be a part of her fantasies and not her reality. She’s seen plenty of post like that before but this time it felt different. Mainly because she had an opportunity to recreate a small video of her own with the man she had in her hands and let slip away.

Amiyah regretted the moment she had broken up with Erik that night. Speaking without thinking, which was a trait she always had, she ended it with him before they could even work things out. Her stomach dropped when she witnessed him walk out the door and never came back like he always did. It wasn’t until the party that she knew her feelings for him was still there.

Amiyah didn’t know if Erik felt the same until they had their moment in the hall. The kiss very much dripping with emotion as their drunk but true feelings came out of hiding. Amiyah could tell that he missed her as much as she missed him. The only thing that bothered her was that she didn’t know the situation with Harmony. Was it to make her jealous? To try and get back at her for breaking up him? She wanted to know it all. But if it was real between them then she had no other choice but to fall back. Being a home wrecker wasn’t something she want as her reputation.

The sound of the front door closed and footsteps walking in the hallway had caught her attention. Looking at the time on her phone it was closed to midnight and Durk was finally coming in. Getting up she slipped on her UGG slippers and walked into his bedroom. Amiyah seen him sitting on the edge taking off his shirt leaving him in his white tee before leaning over on his knees to remove his watch.

“Knock knock.” She spoke making herself known.

Durk glanced at her with tired eyes. Amiyah could understand why knowing that he left the apartment around four in the morning.

“What’s good Miyah? What you still doing up?” He asked yawning.

“I just got done cleaning my room. You look tired.” Giggling lightly she moved near him and sat on the bed.

Durk shook his head smiling. “A nigga be out here hustling. What can I say?” Taking off the rest of his jewelry he sat it on the nightstand next to him.

Looking at his sister Durk knew that there was something on her mind that she must have wanted to talk about. Amiyah wasn’t always a direct person. She would try to talk about random things before getting to the topic that she really wanted to discuss. But Durk was the opposite. He wanted to know what a person had to say to him right then and there.

“So wassup. What you come in here to talk about?” He asked bending over and folded his hands together.

“Wha do you mean?”

Durk gave her a knowing look.

Amiyah sighed, annoyed that her brother knew her so well when she had something to say. “I wanted to talk about what happened at the shop the other day. You know whatever you and Erik was talking about.”

Durk nodded his head. “What is there to talk over? Didn’t you just say that Erik and I were the ones talking?”

“Yeah but-“ He cut her off.

“So then why are you stressing about it? It’s grown man business Amiyah. Don’t got shit to do with you.” He sent her a stern look.

Amiyah scoffed. “Why do you always have to do that Durk? Every time I try to help you, my own brother, you always push me away like I’m still some kid. If you’re in trouble then you should tell me. I have every right to know.” She stood up in front of him.

“Okay so even if I was Miyah what could you do about it? Hmm? How could you help me like you think you can?” He mocked her body movement waiting for her to answer.

Amiyah shook her head. It amazed her how things between them could always get so heated and escalate quickly. It was probably because they were both alike with their stubbornness.

“I don’t know we can go to the police.” She stated shrugging her shoulder unsure.

His laugh boomed through room. “Girl you better sell that dry snitching shit to someone else because you know I ain’t never been the one. Watch out now.” Durk stood up and walked to his bathroom.

Amiyah followed. “Durk I just want to be there for you. I mean isn’t there anything I can figure out for you. To relieve some of the stress I know you’re dealing with.”

Durk sighed glancing at his reflection in the mirror.

“Amiyah the best thing you can do for me is to stop worrying about me. I’m fine. Me and Erik is going to handle the situation. Focus on your own life.”

Closing the house robe she wore, she covered her body. Amiyah knew that Durk already had it made up in his mind and that there was no way she could be a help.

“Can you just answer this question for me please?” Staring at him with glossy eyes she asked him. “Did you do anything that could back fire on you?”

“Why you ask that Miyah?”

“Because if you did Durk I don’t want to and can’t afford to lose you. Mommy and daddy are already gone and you’re the only person I have left.” The tears that she tried to hold back fell one by one.

Durk pulled her in his arms. He kissed her head repeatedly. “Miyah don’t think like that.”

“It’s true. If I lose you then I would have nobody.” She expressed through her tears.

Durk felt a lump in his throat. He shook off the feeling to cry. It was something he hasn’t done since their mom passed away.

“Amiyah look ain’t nothing gonna happen to me. I’m gonna be straight. But even if it did I know that wouldn’t be true. You’ll always have someone.” He didn’t know what he was saying or why he said it but something made him speak with confidence.

Amiyah smiled when he wiped her tears away. She hugged him with all of the strength she had in her body ,embracing him and not taking a simple moment as them conversing for granted.

“Damn you coming in here fucking my high up and shit.” He spoke making them laugh together.

“Sorry.” She giggled wiping her face.

“You good kid. Come on let me show you something.” Throwing his arm over her shoulder he walked back over to his bed. Sitting down in their previous spots Durk reached in his drawer.

“Here.” He handed over a brochure that displayed an apartment building.

Amiyah flipped through the pages. “What’s this? Are you thinking about moving us somewhere else?” She asked becoming curious.

Durk paused staring at her before speaking. “Nah not me. Just you. It’s your new place if you want it to be after we come back from the trip.”

Amiyah laughed smacking her lips and trying to hand him back the piece of paper.

“Shut up and take your stuff back.” She stated not believing him. Her laughter died down when she saw that he didn’t join.

“Wait, you’re serious Derrick?”

“When have I ever played with you about something like this? I was gonna keep it a secret until we made it to Turks and Caicos but since we had that little heart to heart a few seconds ago I had to lighten up the mood.” He spoke honestly.

Amiyah was shocked and confused. Never in a million years did she think Durk would be the one to initiate her leaving and getting her own. She just didn’t understand why he was doing it and why now alll of a sudden.

“Durk why are you doing this now?”

She watched him hesitate. “Well because you’re getting older Amiyah. Old enough where I know you are gonna want your own personal space and not have your older brother all in ya shit.”

She shook her head agreeing with a smirk.

“Besides I get tired of coming into the house catching you in ya nasty ass grandma panties walking around thinking you the only muthafucka that lives here.” He joked.

Amiyah pushed him before laughing and leaning her face into his shoulder. “Shut up. Don’t do me.”

Durk laughed. “Nah but it’s time you get your own because a nigga like me get tired of fucking bitches at they roach infested crib. Them muthafuckas be there like they paying rent and shit.”

His genuine venting had Amiyah cracking up. She was laughing so hard her stomach started to cramp.

“Durk I can’t stand you.”

“I’m not playing girl I’m serious. But I’m bout to knock out. I been up all morning and I’m tired as hell. We’ll finish talking about this later.”

Amiyah nodded her head standing up. She walked to his door before turning around. She flicked off his light leaving a dim gloominess from the moon.

“Love you Durk.”

“Love you too. Night.”

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“Will that be all for you two?” The cheerful waitress asked looking back and forth between the couple sitting down before her.

“Yes thank you.” Erik smiled showing his dimples.

She gave a polite smile before walking away.

Erik began to dig into his syrup covered waffles. They were the best fluffiest waffles he had ever eaten. It was Bendix’s diner famous family recipe that had him craving them every other day. Erik couldn’t deny that after Amiyah had brought him here on their first date he became addicted to the hospitality, homey feeling, and good food.

Hearing the sound of a fork clink in front of him brought him back down from his food euphoria.

“My bad. I’m just hungry as hell.” He hadn’t eaten anything all day and it was going on five in the afternoon.

She laughed. “It’s no problem. Thank you for inviting me out here. Everything is good so far.”

Erik wiped his mouth with a napkin giving Alexis a small smile.

“Yeah well you know why I asked you to come. I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on.” He spoke referring to the Shawn situation.

It’s been about three days since Durk informed Erik about a leak being in the circle. With only a handful of people knowing about the plan to rob Shawn they had to keep their eyes open and ears uncovered on everyone. There was no man being left out of the questioning. Erik and Durk was checking for everybody, especially Alexis.

With her being so close to him it made them wonder if she had somehow folded between the time of planning to even after the job was done. Erik wouldn’t have put it past her. It was easy for him to discover that she was a selfish who would turn on everyone just to cover her ass. He knew this the moment she revealed that Shawn was her off and on fiancé and how she didn’t have a problem setting him up. Alexis was a sheisty person.

Fixing her sunglasses she cleared her throat. “Erik I don’t know how that information got to him. You know if I did I would tell you.” She replied through her shades.

“So there’s no way you know?” He put his fork down crossing his arms.

“Erik it seems to me that you wanted to meet up with me as an interrogation instead of getting the information you need.” She put her elbows on the table folding her hands.

“I’m just calling it how it is. Shit was going good and all of a sudden word gets out about the way this nigga got hit move for move. Durkio’s name get brought up and you mean to tell me you don’t know shit about it? What’s wrong? You running out of the hush money he gave you?” His jaw clenched.

“No! Look things between me and Shawn have been tensed. Ever since the first time you assholes robbed him shit was getting out of hand. He was on edge trying to find the niggas who did it. It wasn’t that bad until he found his stash broken into when we came back from vacation. It’s been a living nightmare being with this nigga.” She finally pulled off the glasses revealing a black and purple mark on her left eye.

Erik sat up observing the bruise. His fists clenching and releasing. One thing he couldn’t stand was a weak pathetic man who liked to put their hands on females. This was surprising to Erik because he had never seen her with one before. With the time that him and Alexis had put in, she did do some shit that could irk the hell out of a man but never to that level where he would hit her. Erik felt that it was a sign of weakness with women already being vulnerable and not even having the same strength as a man.

“This nigga been hitting you. Why the fuck is you even with his bitch ass?” He stated pissed off.

Alexis rested her head along the palm of her hands.

“Because if I leave now I know for a fact he would try to kill me. Hell he’s already paranoid and suspicious about me. That’s why he’s been beating my ass the way he does. He’s fucking crazy Erik.”

For the first time Erik saw the fear cloud over her face. Alexis looked like she was terrified to bring his name up let alone to try and leave him. He started to feel bad. Despite of her mistakes in the past and her trying to come against him by blackmail Erik didn’t want to see her go through the pain she was probably experiencing.

“Alexis you have to get the fuck out of town. Take whatever you have left and don’t look back. It will be your best bet.” He warned her genuinely.

“I want to but it’s just not the right time. At least right now.” She paused hesitating to speak for a minute. “Erik could you just promise me something? Please?” Her eyes became soft as she held his hand.

He glanced at it. “What’s up?”

“Help me get out. When the time comes I want you to help me leave him. Please?” She begged.

Erik saw the fear and genuineness in her eyes. He shook his head agreeing. What could he say? He had a big heart for people who were going through. He experienced his own struggles and knew what it felt like to be alone.

“I’ll be here. Just say the word.” He replied calmly.

Alexis smiled squeezing his hand that she was still holding.

“I missed you Erik...I missed us.” She spoke before she could stop herself.

Breathing in and out slowly he removed his hand from hers gently.

“Alexis I apologize for what you’re dealing with on behalf of a real man but you know that there could never be another me and you together.” He spoke under his breath but loud enough for her to hear.

She sighed folding her arms. “I didn’t say I want us to be together I was just saying that I missed this and us how we used to spend quality time with each other.”

“Yeah well good things don’t last forever.”

Alexis watched him. He was becoming closed off and short answered. The only time he did that was when he was being bothered by something or put in an uncomfortable position. This must have been one of those.

She blew out air changing the subject. “Anyways I did have a little bit of information. After all that is my only reason for being here.”

Erik ignored her backhanded comment waiting for her to talk. “Go ahead.”

“Shawn has been getting word about someone going around town rocking his chain that was stolen. He’s asking around and he’s starting to get names Erik. I know you and Durk would never be dumb enough to do stupid shit like that so my guess is it’s the other motherfucka that went with y’all.”

“Cane?” His brows knitted.

“Exactly! I mean I get it. He’s a young hot nigga on the come up finally getting his hands dirty. He’s tryna prove himself but me and you both know that it would be that same flexin shit that could have him in the bottom of the ocean. So rather it be you or Durk, y’all need to check that nigga before he fucks it up for all of us.”

Erik nodded his head taking in every word. “Gotchu.”

Alexis put her shades back on and grabbed her purse.

“One last thing. Shawn is supposed to be meeting up with someone. I’m not sure if it’s related to you guys but I’ll keep you on post about it.”

Erik gave her a nod of acknowledgment and thanked her silently. He watched her get up and put on her coat.

“Be careful with yourself Erik. I mean that shit. You’re a good person that’s just tied into the wrong life. You’ve always deserved so much better.”

With that she walked out the restaurant leaving Erik behind with his thoughts. This had to be confirmation for him. For the last few weeks he’s been wanting to be fully done with this shit. He had enough money saved up where he could move anywhere across the country and not look back. But he couldn’t. He had unfinished business that he had to take care of first. Erik was never the man to leave his problems unsolved.

Taking out his wallet he pulled out a crisp fifty to take care of the bill. Grabbing his coat he left out and hopped into his car to go over to Durks. He wanted to inform him about the meeting that he had and also to warn him. It was about time they started to keep their circle tight.

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Banging on the door firmly. Erik waited in the hall until he heard the locks unlocking and came face to face with Amiyah. He took in her frame. Her face covered with her soft natural features that made her look even ten times more beautiful to him. Her healthy brown natural hair straightened with a middle part and falling just above her shoulders. She could rock any hairstyle but this one had Erik swooning over her in the inside.

It was a few seconds of silence before he spoke. “Hey is your brother around?”

Amiyah nodded. “Yeah he’s right there.” She giggled sheepishly pointing at him on the couch.

Erik looked in the direction as he saw Durk flipping the channel on the tv but he was eying the both of them suspiciously out the corner of his eye with his face scrunched up before shaking his head and giving his attention back to the screen.

“Damn I ain’t even seen that nigga.” He chuckled when he heard her laugh which was contagious.

“It’s okay I was just leaving. I’m going to Kelley’s so you guys be good.” She smiled widely before walking away.

Erik let her by watching strolled down the hall and into the elevators. She looked a lot happier today for some reason and it somehow made him feel better. Going inside he closed the door behind him and sat on the recliner.

“What’s up fool?” Erik said leaning into the chair.

“You tell me weird ass nigga. For some reason y’all two be acting like some fuckin weirdos when y’all get around each other. Laughing at nothing and shit.” Durk stated nonchalantly as he threw the remote down next to him.

Erik smiled. “Damn I can’t be the reason why she smile?” He asked teasingly.

Durk gave him a “stop playing with me” look causing him to laugh.

“What yo goofy ass doing here?”

Erik sighed. “You know that meeting I had set up?”

Durk nodded waiting for him to continue.

“It was with Alexis.”

Durk snickered shaking his head. “That wack ass girl. What she try to lie about this time?”

“Nah man to be honest. I don’t think she was lying to me. At least if she was it would be a damn good one but it just seem real this time.” Erik spoke looking him in the eye to let him know he was serious.

“Why you say that? Bitch suck ya dick or sumn.” He chuckled sitting up and grabbed his weed tray.

Bringing a hand up to brush down his waves, Erik rolled his eyes. “Nigga I said it because when I saw her she had a big ass bruise on her eye. That nigga Shawn been beating her ass because he’s paranoid as shit right now.”

“Hmph so don’t you think if he was doing that to her, that will give her a reason to go ahead and tell him everything she know? He’s suspicious about her so he starts punching her shit and then Alexis start throwing us under the bus. You can’t tell me different man.” Durk replied putting a blunt to his lip and lighting it.

Erik sat up sighing frustratedly. “Durk are you not getting what I’m saying? I mean it can’t be her because if he’s already beating her ass because he’s only suspicious about her then imagine what he would do to her if he found out that she was involved?”

He stopped mid sentence waiting for him to catch on. Durks face began to show an expression of realization when he thought about it silently.

“So if she end up telling him that it was us that robbed him and how she helped, she’d be dead before she could finish telling the story.” Durk added as he blew out the smoke from the blunt.

“Exactly! That’s exactly what she would be. Dead. It wouldn’t make sense for her to rat when she would only get herself killed. Which is why I don’t think it was her.” Erik retorted.

Durk smoked his blunt down half way quietly before he spoke again.

“We got to lay low. Shit is getting too hot and niggas is starting to know too much. I’m not sure for how long but we definitely gotta move in silence.”

“I agree. No more hits or jobs. Just have ya people work the corners and that’s it.”

Durk handed him a blunt. “Say less. It’s already done.”

Erik reached for the lighter that was on the table and sparked up his splif.

“She also told me that Cane running around here with that nigga chain on. She want us to check his ass before shit hit the fan.”

Durk shook his head. “Why do we always gotta clean up after grown ass niggas man? Yo when I see Cane I’ma fuck his ass up. Then I’m gonna interrogate him to see what he knows. Let him be the one. Fucking me over will be the last thing he does.”

“We gotta watch him too. He moves too reckless D.”

“I got eyes on him as we speak. Everybody’s a suspect. Except you. You the realest nigga I’ve ever known since I met you.” He inhaled his blunt.

Erik lifted his shoulders. “Loyalty is important to me. I go hard about that shit.”

“I know which is why I want you to come with me to Turks and Caicos in two more weeks. It’ll only be for a week but it’s better than looking over our shoulders over here. I’ll appreciate it if you accept the offer.” Durk asked giving him his full attention.

Erik chuckled. “Man what we going to Turks and Caicos for? What about your sister? Who’s gonna be with her?” He questioned him.

“That’s part of the reason why we’re going. I’m taking Amiyah for her 22nd birthday. It’ll be her first time out the country. Thought I do something different for a change with all the shit I put her through.” Durk snickered swiftly scratching his nose.

Erik smiled. The minute he mentioned the reason for the trip he was down to accept his invitation. A whole week away from the stress and drama to dinner on the beach with a view. This was something his body has been yearning for physically and mentally.

“That’s dope. I think she would really appreciate and cherish that man.”

“So what do you say? You coming or not?”

Erik tossed the roach blunt on the ashtray. “Nigga I’m fucking going to Turks and Caicos even if I have to swim my black ass over there.”

They both laughed getting back into good spirits.

“You one funny muthafucka man.” Durk chuckled reaching over to give him dap.

Erik smirked. “This might sound a little out of pocket but maybe I could bring Harmony with us. Only if that’s cool with y’all?”

Durk knitted his brows confused. “Nigga of course that’s okay. Why the fuck would I have a problem with that?” He laughed.

Erik shrugged his shoulders. The question wasn’t really meant for him but towards Amiyah.

“Shit I don’t know. I wasn’t sure if this was a family/ close friends only type of trip.”

Durk waved him off. “Look if shorty a friend of yours she a friend of mine and besides I think Amiyah would want to have another female on the trip that she could hang with.”

Erik nodded his head.

“But you must really like this girl. Thinking about inviting her and shit. Damn is the pussy that good nigga?” Durk asked leaning over towards him.

Erik laughed shaking his head. “Come on you know I don’t kiss and tell G.”

“Ahh whatever Erik. I’m happy for you though. If she’s someone who you can bring around and trust than I have no other choice but to like her as well.” Durk sent him a genuine smile.

“Yeah, we not official but she a good girl. Easy to talk to, smart, funny, and keeps it real as fuck. I fuck with her for real.” Erik replied thinking about Harmony.

Durk lifted his brows. “Aye but can I tell you something? All jokes aside.”

Erik turned to face him. “What’s up?”

“Between you and me...for a minute I thought Amiyah had a little crush on you or some shit. I even thought y’all was fucking around.” Durk snickered.

Erik’s stomach dropped. His heart even skipped a beat when he heard Amiyah and the words ‘crush on you’ in the same sentence. Putting on his best poker face he chuckled it off and pretended to be unbothered by his comment.

“What? Why you say that man?”

“I don’t know. Maybe it was just the way she used to look at you and act shy whenever you’d come over. Like earlier y’all doing that weird shit looking at each other and laughing. Fuck is that? Then there was the time you offered to bring her back to her friends crib late at night.” He explained scratching his head.

“Nah man. She’s cool. I like your sister.” Erik spoke sincerely making sure it didn’t come out the wrong way.

“ I don’t know man maybe it’s the weed talking but if you didn’t start seeing this Harmony chick I would have definitely suspected some shit about you and baby sis bro.” Durk chuckled.

Erik joined him to play it safe.

“Well you ain’t gotta worry about that. But look I’m out of here. I’ll get back to you on the information about the trip. Later big dog.” Standing up he dapped Durk up and left.

When Erik made it into the hall he finally exhaled the breath that he felt like he was holding in. That was too close for his liking and he was glad it didn’t get any further.

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Please excuse any mistakes!

Turks and Caicos trip in the next chapter!

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monstas1ut2 · 3 years

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Obey Me x POC!Reader!

~Warnings!~

•Mention of sex

•Things Escalating To Sex...

•A Bit Steamy

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"How You Both Are At A Human Party"

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-Lucifer

-We all know Lucifer is wearing one of his best suits for the occasion, because Diavolo's parties are always.. elegant in his eyes. Unless, mammon is added to the mix... and alll the low level demons in the vicinity... but this time... a human party...? He was starting not to like it... but Anyways, you'd wear a long and loose dress, but it fit you... you know? Like everytime you'd move... you ass would jiggle ya know?... along with your thighs which Lucifer has a love and hate relationship with... he just doesn't want anyone else looking at you... we all know he's possessive.

-Being with Lucifer at a party was pretty dry before you, that is... So when you heard music you loved you'd lightly wine your hips... And Lucifer couldn't help but get annoyed at the fact that some of the men were watching you. So where was he? Right behind you, his gloved hands touching your waist lightly before bending down and burying his face in your neck... you face having a smirk as you rolled your hips against him... occasionally switching to throwing that ass back-! Sorry... But you did and well you only got more looks... and you'd even say the nasty lyrics that Lucifer low key loved..

-Other than dancing though, he'd have your hand the whole time... not wanting anyone to try and kidnap you.. even though he knows they'd bring you right back because you're a handful..

-You both are pretty messy at the party, no not physically.... never that... But if you both peep someone being sloppy or someone wearing something that looked trash.. you both are going to give each other 'the look' and just sip at your drinks..

"When we arrive back home, face down... ass up...."

-Mammon

-We all know baby is pretty flashy, so he's most likely wearing anything that says 'I'm rich' can't really explain that much more.. but he would have to wear a suit if Lucifer forced him. Anyways, you're most likely wearing a tight dress with some wedges. He kind of wonders how you can walk in them but you just say because you're a bad bitch.

-Mammon is pretty fun at a party, he isn't afraid to act a bit wild and have fun... We all know that.. So when you started grinding all on him and taking his hands, making him grab your boobs in the back of the party with the music blasting!!... he went along with it... watching as you sung some of the songs which were nasty... He couldn't help but catch your ass each time he'd feel you throw it back and or wine against him. Your giggles making him smirk just a little.. see this is what riles him up... this is what turns him into dominant Mammon instead of submissive Mammon.. expect your back to be beat in later..

-Throughout the party, you and Mammon do this thing where who ever steals the most shit.. is the winner... and let's just say... mr Lucifer wasn't so happy when he heard about it, scolding you both of course but you had already sold everything...

"Oi... Do that again..."

-Leviathan

-Okay so we all know he hates human interaction anyways.. so did he dress for the occasion? Eh, not really... but he was just happy that you were happy.. You were probably wearing some jeans that flared out at the bottom a little-twerkable jeans-, with sandals and a soft crop top. He'd say you'd look cute and you did but in his mind.. jealousy was trying to come out when you both got there.

-Leviathan is quite boring at the party, he's over there playing his game and watching you dance from a far. He can't help but almost drop his hand held game when he saw how the lights hit your melanin skin... just watching as you vibe in your own way... He just wished he had the confidence to dance with you... though he didn't need it.. You were over there with him in seconds when you saw him staring and you lightly kissed his forehead before pulling him to his feet and you two were basically alone so you let him vibe with you... you showed him how to actually catch your movements and he was a damn natural... Playing that damn game isn't the only thing he's good at... heh... heh...

-You two eventually go back to your games and he was pretty surprised to see that your purse-the one he was guarding the whole time- had your game in it too.. and from that day on.. he wanted to go buy a ring so he could marry you..

"That was... fun"

-Satan

-Actually wearing something calm, he's the only brother that is actually in the middle of not too over the top and not too under the damn top... You could say it's something like his regular attire. Anyways, you were wearing this pretty one piece outfit that gave you the best cleavage and it had a collar so you popped that collar period.. anyways.. you had some pretty heels to go with it.. and Satan was actually in a trance... your ass was too jiggly in that one piece... wait-

-When you two are there, he actually asks you to dance... he doesn't ask you to teach him because he already knows how to do this.... So when you started leaning back against him, he did not expect to be pushed against the wall like that by only your ass.. so he kinda blushed pretty badly.. feeling your ass up against him like that..??? He said no no and dragged you to the bathroom...

"Knees... now..."

-Asmodeus

-Wearing something over the top just like Mammon... We aren't even going to talk about it, but he looked hot so.. Anyways he helped you with this and gave you a short dress... but it was still move-around-able so you paired some heels with it and you two were off.

-Asmodeus stays at your side, he most likely gets tipsy but he's so loyal now that he doesn't even acknowledge the other females or males... he just wants you on his lap. You notice how much of a good boy he's been so you tell him that before giving him a whole lap dance in front of the whole crowd... he loved it... and yes.. he would remember it.. the way your ass jumped up and down.. the way you looked back at him through those long eyelashes.. maybe he came?...

-The rest of the party was just him following you like a puppy...

"(Y/n)-Chan.... I'm horny...."

-Beelzebub

-He's wearing something normal, probably his normal attire... He's only there to eat the food and when he does.. he ends up eating everything... Ahm... You're probably like Beel and you just have on some biker shorts with a jacket. He doesn't mind you showing so much.. it's your body... but he can't say it didn't turn him on like a light switch.

-At a party with Beel had to be the most funniest thing ever.. all he's doing is eating everything... and what are you doing? Eating everything right along with him... but other than that... you end up telling him you'd like to give him a lap dance.. he knows what that is.... he's not that innocent but he's never had it done to him before of course... so when you started grinding against him he couldn't help but blush wildly... looked like he was going to burst... though those huge hands of his were under your jacket and on your waist...

"I-... I'm hungry (Y/n)... no I don't want that.. I want you..."

-Belphegor

-Belphie is most likely wearing his regular clothes, he can't be bothered with this.. especially since he hates all parties. But nooo.. Asmo wanted everyone to go and you just had to agree.. he wasn't happy right now.. But he did like what you had on... You had on a zipped up dress, it was long sleeve too.. and he wanted to just unzip it... and fuck ya brains out... Anywho-...

-This man... we all know what's going on... He's sleep in a random person's room... He's there and you can't find him... eventually you do and he's there sleeping so you end up getting a little annoyed.. though halfway through the party he wakes up and noticed that you're there and he knows your mad... but somehow you still end up agreeing to him fucking your brains out in this random room... only because he said you looked hot so... and the party was almost over anyways...

"Heh, never seen you so eager.."

~•~

#obey me scenarios #black reader #poc reader #lemons #shall we date asmodeus #shall we date beelzebub #shall we date belphegor #shall we date leviathan #shall we date lucifer #shall we date mammon #shall we date satan #boyfriend scenarios

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thenotetoselfpod-hq · 3 years

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“The answer is yes if you were wondering if y’all were spoiled. Whew, Chile. Don’t ask me for NOTHIN’ else.” Zion chuckled sweetly as she dramatically cleared her throat. “Lets get into it. Welcome back to another episode of the Note to Self podcast where we talk all things self care of the body, spirit, mind, work ethic, sprinkled in with a whole lot of motivation to carry us into a new day. I am your host Zion Taylor and with me in my makeshift studio is my lil baby who listens to all of my problems, my boss friend THEEEEE Brilliant O’neal.” Zion air claps as she smiles over at Brilliant. “How are you on this lovely day, mama?”

“Hey, hey, hey! I’m so excited to speak to the note to self listeners all over, it’s been fun listening in and making my own input here and there but wheww being here feels so rewarding.” She said warmly before playfully exhaling. “I’m doing good, managing like I usually do but good nonetheless. How are you?! What jewels do you plan on dropping for the people today?”

“I’m probably doin’ a little less good than you since you’re managing but girl .. I cannot complain at all. So thankful to have you here for this episode and to just catch up. We’ll get into the tea of it all a little later. We start every episode with a brief recap and I wanted to thank everyone, again, for all of the love. I hope you all were inspired to really keep killing shit in the industry that you’re in and watch the doors open up for you. Last weeks top listeners were the beauty that is known as @royalnike who spoke about her Black Owned Mechanic business and the short term goals that she has for herself in that business. Of course you, Mrs. Brilli Dis, founder and owner of The Glamour Parlor, and the beautiful @syxrai, who I’m obsessed with on IG by the way, but who also is a film producer ALL shared your short term goals which inspired me tremendously. If you missed out on that go give it a listen and drop your own goals in the comment section.

Music is the only thing that gets me through my week sometimes. This week is on you because Channing is still pressed about Good Days so that shit rings in my head every day because of her.” Zion laughed, “What have you been listening to this week? Any new music you wanna share? Put us on.

Brilliant cracked up in laughter at the mention of Channing. “That baby got taste, because that’s my jam! But this week I’ve been on my Gangsta Brilli, I’ve been playing A Gangsta’s Pain by MoneyBagg on repeat. I think his track with Jhené is the perfect vibe, so if y’all need something to vibe to, with a nice little glass of wine, One of Dem Nights, but the whole album bops.”

“Okaaaay. Now see I haven’t always been a MoneyBaggYo fan up until his songs started getting airtime on the radio. I’ma definitely have to give that a listen once Channing is done boppin’ to her fave.

And that brings us right into the TEA for the day. I’ve known Brilliant for several years now and I feel like I’ve only known her as this amazing business women, wife and mother. We both know how crazy it can be going from Hashtag Living Single to Mommy Duties real quick once you’re married and have wifely duties, etc. How long did you know your Husband before you two decided to make it official AND tie the knot? Was marrying young something that you were open to or did it not matter? What’s that young love story you can’t wait to share with your kids?” Zion smiled as she looked over at Brilliant.

“So I always tell people that me and my husband’s love story is literally crazy, and I don’t think it could’ve happened any other way. Because were short on time, for the real how we met tea, watch our YouTube video! But..I think we dated for about a year before I got pregnant and just because of the type of man he is and how in love we were, and how happy we were when our son Justice was born, we got married when he was about 3 months. I honestly didn’t see myself marrying that young or having children..and my life did a whole 180. I just thought damn I’ll probably hate it here but when you have that person to make those defining moments with..it was a breeze and I found myself being happier with my little family than when I ran the streets. I don’t think marrying young is for everyone but when you make the right decision..man the moments you’ll create..priceless. Still a hot girl though, don’t get that twisted.” She said with a playful laugh.

“EXACTLYYY. I have to remind Lex all the time when he sees me playing dress up in my boots and coochie cutters that mama BEEN a stallion, okay?! Hot Girl Summer me, please!” She laughed, “No but seriously the feeeeels. I’m obsessed with the love you two have for each other. It’s infectious. But I’m sure it hasn’t always been cupcakes and rainbows, right. Y’all, shit gets real after the wedding and the vows and even after that honeymoon phase. I know for me and Carmelo, I’m more of the opinionated one and I really had to learn to step down and let my man LEAD our home. We were pregnant before the wedding ... liiike ya girl had her dress taken OUT 4 times before I was satisfied with how my hips looked in it.” She chuckled, “You said something so special, when you have that person to make memories with you will DEFINITELY not want to live a single day without them and expanding that love into children only makes it better. Melo was trying to get me pregnant BEFORE he proposed to me and I wasn’t having it because at the time I was dealing with fertility issues and having a baby seemed damn near impossible. I always say that he spoke the life of our son, Lexington, into existence because I didn’t think that I could physically carry.” She stated, smiling again at the thought.

“I remember you alls last video where you announced the pregnancy of my other child, Jewel” She chuckled, “Um, what was the experience like for you? Having to go through all that you did for the blessing that is currently your literal shadow. She looks like her Daddy but has your everything else. What was that like?”

“That’s your child for sure.” She said with a laugh. “It was actually on the difficult side, she’s my rainbow baby. I suffered a miscarriage and some issues with fertility so I actually got pregnant with Jewel through IVF. I adore her, it’s scary having a mini version of myself. Someone who’s with all my hair, makeup and nail antics because my son Justice is not with it at all! He won’t even let me take his picture half the time.” She laughed momentarily. “I know it’s the same way with you and my baby Channing”

“I can imagine it being extremely difficult. When God’s mind is made up we can only pray that He’s included us in His plans and when he made Channing? He definitely had me in mind.” She laughed. “I still don’t know how we got so lucky but I don’t question anything. She’s obsessed with all of my clothes and hair and everything in between.”

“The last thing I wanted to talk to you about is what’s been going on in the media with Porsha, Falynn, and the Husband who I don’t even know his name yet. So Porsha Williams brought onto the Real Housewives of Atlanta show her friend Falynn a few years ago. Maybe like two seasons ago. This is someone who was also featured on this last season of the RHOA show that was filmed in 2020. Apparently the two are no longer friends and Porsha is now ENGAGED to Falynns’ Husband because they haven’t even gotten a divorce yet. I wan’t to know your thoughts on the whole situation. What type of friendship dynamic do you think they had for Porsha to be comfortable MARRYING this man?”

“Engaged. To. A. Former. Friend’s. Husband.” She said slowly before letting out a low sigh. “Now, the first mistake she made was being engaged or dating a man who is still married. I don’t care what the circumstances are, he is legally married! It is literally code and decency not to date or marry after your friends. If y’all are friends or have ever called each other friends, that’s just unacceptable. I would beat the breaks off anyone I called a friend for going after my husband if we ever were to divorce. That’s just grimy and I don’t think Falynn is mad enough. I do know though, one of my followers who is a hair stylist said how she married one of her old client’s ex husband and child’s father. Do you think that’s acceptable? Say I did a woman’s hair for years and nothing besides that and I went on to date her ex?”

“Absolutely not. Unacceptable and I’m the type of crazy that belongs in jail so you already know how that’s gone gooo. It’ll forever be up until they give me life.” Zion laughed and shook her head, “Period. Porsha is most definitey a fucked up individual but I would LOVE to hear y’alls thoughts on the matter so leave alll comments in the comment section below.”

“Thank you all so much for listening to me and Brilliant catch up. Brilliant please tell my listeners where they can follow you and how they can support The Glamour Parlour. Alsooo, when’s the next brunch or giveaway?”

“It has been sooo fun talking with you! I’m glad I got the opportunity to talk with to boss friend Zion! I get this question a lot..so often.” She let out a low laugh. “All I’ll say is to stay tuned, we’ll be turning up soon and the giveaways won’t stop!”

“Ayyyy so there it is people, the beautiful Brilliant O’neal. Be sure to check her out across all social media platforms at @brillixdis and I’ll talk to you in the next episode. Byyyyyyyye.”

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princessphilly · 3 years

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A headcanon for the first holiday Nina and Sid celebrate together? Can be Christmas, thanksgiving, anything. 💖💖

Well... their first holiday together is in the fic so I won’t spoil that so I picked the first holiday that Nina and Sidney host family.

First things first, Nina doesn’t cook. Not that she can’t cook (she cooks an excellent breakfast/brunch), she just prefers not to cook if she can help it.

But it’s Christmas and the first one where she’s hosting everyone.

At the same time, she really doesn’t want everyone in her damn house alll day so she decides to host Christmas brunch

When I say everyone, it’s her and Sid, his family (Trina, Troy, Taylor, her significant other, an aunt, an uncle, a couple of his cousins), her family (Tracey, Vernon, Aryanna, Jason, his girlfriend, two of her aunts, an uncle, her favorite cousin and her kids)

Normally holidays are celebrated in Nina’s family by her mother and aunts cooking, listening to music, and sharing family stories in the kitchen while everyone else goes in and out, helps out, etc until the food is ready.

But Nina decides to have most of the brunch catered to save headaches. She and her mom cook the rest.

Since the majority is catered, Nina is able to relax and have a good time.

As for decorating... Sidney is known to absolutely LOVE Christmas so Nina basically let him do what he likes to do.

The house looks like Christmas was tastefully thrown up on it 🤣 🎄

Sidney makes sure everyone who comes has a personal gift which makes Nina’s family (outside her parents and siblings) look at him like he’s a fucking wizard.

Of course since it’s two different cultures, there are a couple of gaffes but both families are determined to make it work because it’s obvious that Nina is worried that it’ll all go wrong. No one wants Nina worried because that means Sid is going to be worried and... yeah they don’t want that.

By 4pm, Nina’s family is mostly gone to go to Christmas dinner at another relatives house. Outside of his immediate family, the rest of them return to their hotel. Nina takes a nap

After Nina wakes up, she and Sidney have their own private exchange of gifts. Gag gifts but gifts that mean a lot to them privately. Sidney got Nina a set of stretch bands. Nina got Sidney a book on relaxation.

While it was fun, Nina decided never again. If she’s going to host for a holiday, it’s going to be a summer holiday.

#abao #all bets are off #headcanon #Sidney Crosby

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jennrypan · 3 years

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Part 2

Why is marinette there again?? WAit this is career day! I remembered.

And oh Ice cream man lore, neatio, more lore than we'll get off the miraculous' HA-

Also Luka you seriel killer mf- it woulda be hilarious if she flipped him like she did chat- like a gag of dont sneak up on Marinette cuz you'll get the big yeet-

But bruh he mad scary tf but hes so bright blue. Am i seein shrimp colors now??

Also chocolate chips!!! Chat noir idc. She loves him as chat bye

As Luka terrifies me his eyes will haunt me until I die. Save me. Also. Making ..of string instruments?? Isnt there a w o r d for that?? Luka himbo supremacy confirmed??

And aight he goes to another school but. I liked him being a year older idk. Also marinettes preetty.

And alec why tf- dont bully children- and are people just gonna read alec and make him rethink his life choices?? I woulda slapped tf outta his hand if he started roastin my job tbh. Good on paris for bein nonviolent people

Also what Luka what? What the fuck is with the wind. Is god giving him the power to play any music?? Apollo? No hes not the god of music, ..i forgot who is. Anyways!

What the fuck Luka, are you a god? Also. Push him in the water marinette itll be funny, but dont cuz hes also a good friend!

And ADRIEN BOY I LOVE YOU PLEASE ILL KICK GABRIELS FUCKING ASS. Hes a loser. Hes ugly and hes a loser and he sucks and he has no purpose and hes a big bitch ass hoe.

Also they spoke at the same time that means theyre soulmates. Adrien has TWO hands. They alll have two hands

Also Luka please get eyeliner..or eyelashes also STRING INSTRUMENT MAKER?? THERES A WORD ISNT THERE?!

Also. Marinette chatting with Adrien!!!! Normally and relating!! Amd Luka is a really good therapist. Hes a god- hes magically-

Also he just said "Adrien i can hear the depression inside you bruh but youre still kind but you and Marinette are blind as shit."

Also. Yall can date each other.

Also. Butler Jean?? He has ambitions? That sounds terrible-

Also awe. Alec now 😭 i love your long hair!! Why is this makin me mad emotional. Alec im sorry for callin you baald.

Also. "A man who made bad choices because of the pressure of others" sounds uh..kinda..uh. Foreshadowy for my cat son?? Or like. A hit. A hint to what not to do. I have several points but i cant make them

Also. Gabriel lookin ugly as shit today and why is it..orange- are the colors Saturday? Saturated, thats why everyones bright?

Also. Wishmaker is the prettiest akuma, idc. No one can change my mind and also cuz i dont remember what the akumas looked like

Also lmao hi Santa also hi deadbeat british man! Youre a Scalie. Its okay Jagged,also. Does Luka already know?? Cuz god damn he came in clutch for coincidentally- nevermind- hes just really smart-

Also why is robot man tryna kill everyone what the hell-

And awesome ok they got lucaaa

And haha "savin the world with a stuffed animal" i like you

Also. "I didnt have any" GABRIEL POST UP RIGHT NOW. I JUST WANNA TALK 🔪 YOU BITCH

Also. Hhhh bad bad bad-

Also. Marinette looks cute and weird as thebfairy nitter

Also. Lukas close ups scare me-

Also. Lukas basically Flash- ALSO. WHY ARE THE PARENTS DIFFERENT?? PLEASE.

Gabriel close up feels me with rage. Hes fucking ugly as shit. Kill him, he doesnt pass the vibe check

Also. Ladybug didnt hear or see adrien?- huh-

Also. He looks traumatized- and lmao he gets hugged and defeated- thats so cute-

Hawkmoth how you feel knowin you were defeated by a dino stuffie? You LOSER.

And Banana man was the cucumber. I know he was, banana man was your lore? Banana man I wanna know you-

#j.p speaks #ml spoilers #wishmaker spoilers

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simpsocial · 3 years

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Okay so hear me out: Haikyuu marching band head cannons!

Here’s some of mine that just came from literally no where but if they aren’t accurate I’ll be damned:

First off goin through Karasuno players

Kageyama - this boy is 100% that power-hungry one that got picked as drum major just because they needed someone to conduct halftime since the other one was part of the show and you can’t convince me otherwise!

Hinata - I feel like because of his whole ‘my size won’t stop me’ attitude he’d pic tuba/sousaphone just because it’s the biggest instrument and the bells are really shiny, just sayin

Suga - okay he’s the drum major that worked sooo hard in high school to earn his spot but can’t conduct halftime performances because he’s a like the only flute player so he’s needed in the show but he conducts in the stands most of the time

Daichi - band captain, probably a tenor or baritone saxophonist (idk he gives me low reed vibes), absolutely brutal punishments if you break an instrument or lose your music/dot sheet

Asahi - clarinet, he’s the flute/clarinet section leader since drum majors often run in between sections during things, he’s cried in the stands at a game multiple times and ngl probably tripped while marching a show

Tsukishima - okay hear me out, he’s that snare drummer that thinks he’s soooo talented and that the rest of percussion is sh*t, the kid everyone’s like ashamed to have in band just because of his salty attitude, the band director has totally had to chew him out because of how he’s reflecting poorly on the program

Yamaguchi - let’s see he’d definitely be a flute, the soft shy flute that is the embodiment of his instruments stereotypes, he’s fairly new and still needs to work on his tone quality a bit but is good other than that, is def told to play louder everyday

Tanaka - just gonna say it he’s a percussionist, I feel he’d be on tenors just because he’s the only one good enough to actually do it, he goes ham every time he plays anything, dynamics? never heard à those lol

Nishinoya - as a low brass member I would’ve doing my section dirty if I didn’t say this chaotic gremlin was a trombone, like he’s the trombone, best player in the section, if he’s there none of the other trombones are worried about messing up because he’s got them covered!

Yachi - she may look all fragile n stuff but trust me this girl is a baritone, she is the one and only baritone in this band and is shy as hell about it, she is very scared of the other bands out there but always longs for more baritone buddies silently, she’s definitely got overwhelmed during a halftime show and passed out on the field after throwing up

Kiyoko - okay I’d like to say she’d be a flute but honestly she’s more like a mellophone to me, like if you’ve even heard a mellophone with good tone quality it’s angelic man, she has the tone quality better than some professional players out there man, she helps leadership in spreading info about events and stuff throughout the band and sometimes further out to the common population

Now time for Nekoma because why not

Kenma - every single band has one (or more) of these guys tbh, I see him as an alto saxophone player that is really good but doesn’t really try, though he’s drum major so that doesn’t really get shown often, he is a conductor that gives an insane amount of cues because he knows the band isn’t counting lmao

Kuroo - band captain that people often forget is in charge, like hes the band captain that will literally break the rules WITH YOU and then punish you alone for it, I just get baritone vibes from him idk why, definitely the type to just start a list of sh*t said/done in the band room and during practices/games on his phone, is the band directors favorite and can get away with almost anything

Lev - okay okay okay sooo it’s about time I put someone on this instrument, he’s a trumpet, it’s the ego oKaY???, you cannot tell me he doesn’t have trumpet ego, he thinks he’s the best trumpet but really he’s only on first part because the band director wanted to spread the sound between the different parts, he’d probably try to be a section leader as a joke and end up actually getting it and panicking

Moving on because I’m not familiar with the rest of that team hahaha, let’s hiiiit Fukurōdani

Bokuto - okay he’s a band captain that no one knows how the hell he got the position, he’s lively energetic and lowkey got a big ass ego so he is by default a trumpet, first chair ofc and louuud af, you can tell when he isn’t playing because suddenly there’s no more trumpets and the band director is mad lmao, he doesn’t know how to punish ANYONE he leaves that sh*t up to the drum major

Akaashi - as the drum major HES the one that has to deal with alll the bs bokuto doesn’t, when he’s conducting you know that almost all his ques are for the trumpet section because if bo doesn’t get his ques he gets all emo, he strikes me as a clarinet (idk it’s his face)

Okay well time for Shiratorizawa (my personal fav)

Ushijima - tuba, he IS the baseline, band captain that no one’s really close to but they know not to goof off, when he’s playing he gets all focused and his face looks like he’s constipated, scares all the younger members into staying for practice after school

Tendō - okay don’t be mad but he’s a bass drum that doesn’t know half his part but guesses anyway, you either know he’s extremely wrong or can’t tell that he’s guessing at all, has definitely had the band director tell him to go home and practice his f*cking part

Goshiki - he’s an aspiring bass trombone, he dreams of being able to carry the baseline like Ushijima does except he’s not exactly equipped for it, definitely wants to be the captain someday just because he wants to be like Ushijima

Reon - okay so Reon is definitely a reed player, I think maybe bassoon would fit (though personally never met a bassoonist), he’s the one that’s with Ushijima and swearing to the underclass men that he’s not that scary or mean, does more to help with recruiting and peace keeping than Ushijima just because he has more charisma than him, probably the woodwind leader if I’m being honest

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cruddyborderlandstheories · 4 years

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GEARBOX THIS IS EVERYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED THAAAAHAHAHAANK YOUUUUU

FUCK OKAY TRAILER BREAKDOWN BECAUSE I AM LOOOOOOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER THIS TRAILER HOOOOOLY SHIT

POSSIBLE PSOILERS??? MAYBE? GOD DDDDDAYMN WHAT A WAY TO GET BACK INTO THE THEORY SCENE LMAO

SO FIRST OF ALL I’M NOT CERTAIN THIS IS RELATED TO THE BARMAN/SECOND STARS CULT QUEST I FOUND IN THE FILES AS SOME PEOPLE SUGGESTED, BUT I WILL ADMIT IT IS SUSPICIOUSLY SPECIFIC. MAINLY ABOUT A CULT AND THE FACT WE SEE A BAR HANGING OUT IN THE TRAILER, BUT HEY, I AM NOT GOING TO MAKE ASSUMPTIONS RIGHT NOW I AM JUST GOING TO ENJOY THIS WHILE I CAN

ANd breathe in

breathe okay

okay

im okay.

i’ve watched this trailer like 15 times already oh my god it’s so good. i wasnt so hyped about the casino dlc bc, like, i already spoiled myself on it BUT THIS IS (AS FAR AS WE KNOW) UNCHARTED TERRITORY AND

IT’S TECHNICALLY A WATER PLANET

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

okay

i will stop using caps

for the most part

hhhhhhh

okay.

let’s just be calm. i got this

BUT HAVE YOU SEEN THIS THOUGH????

oh ym goD

the fucking lighthouse sent me. i just. i went feral for a solid hour and a half. just wheezing on my test. i fell onto the floor at one point, don’t remember when. it was so fucking good, i couldn’t feel my goddamn hands

;-; its so beautiful i could stare at this all day hhhhhhh

i just

hhhhhhhhhhhh

oh ym godddd ;-;-;-;-;-;-;

it’s so fucking beautiful

i can’t

okay

we see the gun/health station under the lighthouse so it’s not really THAT big, and we can see a town in the distance. running across the ice sheets is giving me HUGE southern shelf vibes which i am in love with. this whole aesthetic is just ;w; so good

there’s a catch a ride in that town as well so we know this area is fairly big (which is confirmed in a later shot)

and oh my GOD can you imagine seeing some big ol beast lurking beneath the surface of the ice sheets hohhhh

MAN

okay sorry im still not oevr this its just so fckign good

inside the belly of the beast rotting Monster and OHHHHHHHHHHH THE IMPLICATION-s of that. of that. im calm.

we get a look at 2 new enemies and mmmmmm we get a better look at them later on so just look how fuckig beautiful thsi area is with its acid that’s probably rotting stomach acid and AAAAAAAA

first close up of the town, giving me really big uhhhh we happy few vibes? which im not complaining about

TENTACLES asdfghj

anywway more toen, bridge looks like like athenas which is DOPE im hype for more athenas-esque architecture

the TOWNss oh my god im so im love with this aesthetic god. damn.it i need this injected directly into my veins like right N O W

also the bridge is going over another pool of acid, which the tentacle is coming out of. i imagine this monster was sorta acid based, which is funny. since. frozen water planet. and it’s OOZY too. oozy boy means the eridians didn’t make this one! ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

hm who’s ready to face the unintended consequences of our actions?! NOT THE ERIDIANS WHOOO BOY (you cannot tlel me that there are mantakores on this planet and not say there was eridian fuckering going on nooOOPE)

also, side note, DIGGING the spike pit under the house on the bottom right. hope we get to explore that bad boy

ALSO

who are you mysterious figure whose cape billows in the wind? are you just part of the environment?? MAYBE

more town

first look at that BEAUITUFL red barrier which OOOOH I WANNA TOUCH SO BADLY

look at it

LOOK AT IT

NOODLE BOWL

EATS??? food place?? im not sure i can’t read, Jared, 19

see s-ar(?)ed??

THAT

THAT IS BEAUTIFUL

doesn’t look like a corporation shield (no corporation gunk lying around either) and we do know red glowy shit is the New Eridian Aesthetic, so im just saying.

it could be a corporation tho, mostly because uhhh later shots

hold up

that’s not uhhhhhhhhhhh

yeah it CAN’T BE lol

cursetown - something something

these red thingies are probably just rotting monster flesh but it does look very similar to the vines on nekrotefeyo

given how worried wainwright looks i imagine him and hammylocks are being coerced into the whole marriage thing in order to complete a ritual

i mean no judgement but that red background is absolutely garrish for a wedding

1. pirate ship??? please??? look at all the mist outside and the wooden bars

god PLEASE can i get a pirate ship. CNA I PLEASE GET A PIRATE SHIP

Captain scarlett wsan’t enoughhhh

2. why the fuck does she have a tail

DJ Midnight performing Saturday: The Dark Mix Deep W???? Hear The Voices (hmmm) and Let The Music Enter You

gee i wonder if this is cultist propaganda

I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU PEOPLE ARE

BUT YOUR TIMING

SUCKS

IIIII AM HERMEAUS MORAAA

no wait wrong game

BUT BRO TENTACLES COMING OUT OF THE MAGIC PORTALS???? UFCKF UEYS THIS FITS PERFECTLY INTO H2O A- i mean, damn haven’t we got enough tentacles from the destroyer?? wow gearbox... heh. hm.

SO I AM WONDERING IF MAYBE THE GREEN UNDER THE BRIDGE AND SUCH ISN’T LIKE CORROSIVE ACID BUT MAYHAPS SOME SORT OF MAGIC SLUDGE COMING OFF THE BIG OL MONSTER BOY THAT THESE CULTISTS ARE HARNESSING TO TAP INTO something. i lost steam. but i mean MAGIC PORTALS

and we all know where teleportation takes us

MANTAKORES!!! WHICH MEANS ERIDIAN INTERVENTION SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINE

they seem like fire/ice boys which i absolutely adore

THIS SHOT IS SO COOL OH MY GOD

LIKE I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN IT JUST LOOKS D O P E

WHAT IS THIS??

WHAT IS THIIIS??

CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR JACKET

OH ALSO

I MENTIONED IT IN ANOTHER POST BUT THIS

REMINDS ME A LOT OF THIS

IM SURE THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO CORRELATION BUT I THOUGHTIT WAS FUNNY

ALSO REMEMBER THE BLACK EYES THING I HAVE A WHOLE THINGIE THING IMMA BRING BACK OT IT JUST HOLD TIGHT

THIS SHOT?? OH MY GOD? IT’S LIKE A MOVIE????????? I LOV EI LOVE IT LIV E OT

nND THE WOLFIE BOYS THATTHE ARTICLE MENTIONS

UCKING TENTACLES HFDGDHFGJKH THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL OH MY GOD

HE’ SGOT TENTACLE ARMS LIKE MOTHERFUCKING CHADAM

BRO IM

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AND A GUN THIS MOTHERFUCKER STILL HAS A GUN

WHAT A MAN

MORE TECHONOLOG Y THAT IM SURE PLAYS A ROLE IN THIS SOMEHOW

BEAUTIFUL

WE SLAM THIS DUDE UP AGAINST A WALL SO HARD SHE/HE/THEY (I ASSUME SHE BC WE CAN’T SEE HER FACE AS A COMMON TROPE)

BREAKS THE WINDOW WHICH LOOKS SUSPICIOUSLY LIKE A WINDOW ON SANC-III BUT IM NOT MAKING ANY ASSUMPTIONS

also red SPARKS WHICH REMIND ME OF ERIDIANS AGAIN

also her whole helmet thingie??? very Guardian-like

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS GIVING ME HUGE HECTOR/KEY/PLANT/ERIDIANBULLSHITTERY VIBES THEY EVEN HAVE THE GLOWING SACS OF OOOOOOOZE

which is another point to the “green sludge is magic/connected to their powers somehow” theory. hmmm i hope we mix neon green and eridium purple. purple/green is my favorite color combo. and ugh with the lovecraftian vibes? be still my beating heart!

WINNIE SHOOTING SOMOHE

i fucking LOVE the laces on this shotgun. so fucking pretty omfg

magic circle MAGIC CIRCLE MAGIC CIRCLE

also new chest it looks like

BROO??? HOLY SHIT?????????

JABBER WOLF!! SO FUCKING COOL

THAT SKULL MOUTH IS SO FUCKING DOPE IT LOOKS LIKE TROY’S TATTOO

ohhhhhhHHHHHH THE MOON IS GREEN TOO DON’T DO THI GEARBOX IM GONNA SCREAM IF THERE’S ANOTHER ALTERNATIVE ERIDIUM

THIS SHOT OHHHH

THE BAR LOOKS FUCKING FANTASTIC OH MY GOD

shots SHOT SHOTS SHOT SHOTS HTOSHSTOHSOHTS

dND the MERFOLK TAIL ON THE FAR RIGHT I DON’T GIVE A FUUUCK WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS THAT’S MER TAIL THAT’S A TAIL FUCK U

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YSEY SEYSEYSE BIGGG

THE BARTENDER OHOH

HAVE I MENTIONED THE GIANT FUCKING MUSHROOMS BTW

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM GETTTING SUCH DRAGONBORN DLC VIBES I LOVE IT

SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BTW THAT’S IMPORTANT

YOU ALLL LOOK SO FUCKING AMAZING OH MY GOD

the bartender!!!! his glasses!! AND THE VOICE MODULATOR???

the netch looking boys are called

slithercresses btw and THEY LOOK STUNNING

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NEW RED CHESTS??? LOOK ERIDIAN TO ME

WHICH MIGHT MEAN------

ALSO THE DIMENSIONAL TRANSFER PROGRAM ON SANC-III WHERE BBY BOY MAUREICE MAKES US A PORTAL TO HELL??? WHICH GREEN OOZE WHICH IS “HECKTOPLASM” BUT MAYBE ACTUALLY N O T

THE STAR OF THE SHOW BABY GIRL GAIGE WHO’SACTUALLY OLDER THAN ME NOW FUUUUUUUUCK

YOU’RE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL II LOVE YOUR NEW GOGGLES

H??????????????

POSSIBLE NEW PSYCHOMASK UNLESS HE’S JUST GROWING THOSE BONE HORNS IN WHICH CASE YOU GO MAN IM PROUD OF YOU

TENTACLE GUNNNNNN WHICH BETTER LPAY A PART ERIRDIANS YOU FUCKS

THIS PLACE IS WHY I THINK THIS MIGHT BE RELATED TO S O M E CORPORAITON? BUT THEN AGAIN IT MAY JSUT BE THE CULT HEADQUARTERS OR WHATEVER, THAT RED BUBBLED MANSION LOOKS P HQ

FOOD CARTS AND ALSO WHATEVERS IN THAT SWINGING BAG LOOKS LIKE BONES HELL YEAH

this this THIS THIS THIS THIS WHAT IS THIS A NEW CIRCL E OF SLAUGHTEr? ERIDIAN???

THEYRE PUMPING SOMETHING INTO/OUT OF THE CORPSE!!!!!!! ALSO

mutaTED FEET

[something] world! with a skull symbol on the side

both green btw

god YES I LOVE GREEN AND PURPLE IM SO HAPPY

SAILOF HOLE

hammylocks helping us with a fight by some bones and more wolfie boys!!!! i love these little dudes

FIRE MUTATED SLUGS AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO COOL

ns tHEY CUR L UP INTO BALLS AND ROLL AT YOU LIKE KRAGGONS

AND I WONDER HOW THE SLUGS MUTATED IS IT POSSIBLY THE G R E E EN?

AND THEIR SHELLS LIKE SUCC UP LAVA?????????????

THESE BRAIN-Y BOYS

SO BLUE I LOVE THEM

AND MORE GREEN MIST BY THE WAY OWOWOWOWOWO

another look at a baddie with STUDS THIS TIME

A MAGIC WARLOCK TYPE BADDIE THIS TIME AND HE SUMMONS A STAFF AND ALSO I THINK THAT’S ERIDIUM CANNISTER BEHIND HIM

AND IT HAS SIMMILAR TENTACLESTO THE GUNS DO YOU THINK WE’RE FINALLY GOING TO GET ANA NSWER ASA TO WHY OUR GUNS ARE A L I V E

MORE SNAIL DUDES AND THE GREEN STUFF IN THE BACKGROUND M A N I LOVE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA SNAILS

OOOOOZE

BACK AT IT AGAIN IN MY CYCLONES

GREEN FUCKING PUDDLES

B O N E S FUCKING I HOPE THIS EXPLAINS HOW THE SKAGS ON PANDORA GOT SO FUCKIN LARGGO OUTSIDE OF JUST ‘YEAH THE SEASONS’

this

THIS

ONE

THIS LOOKS LIKE A SAURIAN THE ARMORED ONES THE BASHY ARMORED ONES THAT START WITH ‘C’

TWO THAT GUN IS KICKASS

IT’S GLOWING G R E E N AND IT HAS ***THE TENTACLE BARREL***

OHHHH IM SO READY FOR AN EXPLANATION GEARBO X PL E ASE

GIVE IT TO ME

ALSO THIS

IM EXCITED ABOUT

PROBABLY RELATED TO SWEETFRUIT VILLAGE BC THE MUSHROOMS MAYBE THEY USE IT TO MAKE BOOZE MUSHROOM BOOZE EW

WHY IS HE GRAY?????? HE’S NOT WEARING A JACKET MAYBE HES CRYO-FLAVORED

more sluggus THESE ARE GREEN FLAVORED :O

also, side note

PLEASE TLEL ME THIS WAS INTENTIONAL GEARBOX

LEMME SLAP BLANE’S ASS

YOU *GUYS* PLEASE

BUBBLE MANSION??? GREEN OOZY VILLAIN THAT GOT SLMAMED INTO A WALL??? BABY BABY GIRL

THE R E D

and she’s USING A TENTACLE GUN TOO

THAT’S GOTTA MEAN SOMETHING RIGHT

hhhhhhHHHHH

also ther’e sa fridge on the left lol

also the consoles look similar to that one shot with zane which is why i believe this is part of that bubbled-y mansion.

YES ES YES YES YES YESY SYEYSE

I WANNA RIDE THE SKY TRAM SO BAD PLEASE

I WANNA REENACT UNTIL DAWN

I HAVE A MIGHTY NEEEEEEED

ALSO NOTE THE EYES

AND THE PURPLE HOW IT LOOKS LIKE AN ERIDIUM PURPLE

ANYWAY I HA[VE TO GO EAT FOOD NOW BUT GO LOOK AT THIS LINKN

I LOOKED UP THE NAME OF THE PLANET AND MYTHOLOGY AND NOTHING CAME UP, BUT GOOGLE RECOMMENDED ME

T H I S

https://pantheon.org/articles/l/lycurgus.html

AND MAN OH MAN

“FAMOUS FOR HIS PERSECUTION OF DIONYSUS” THE GOD OF P A R T I E S LIKE IDK A WEDDING PARTY, WHICH FORCED YA MAIN MAN DIONYSUS TO <JUMP INTO THE OCEAN> WHICH COULD HAVE SOME RELATION TO THE TENTACLES

OH AND ALSO LYCURGUS WAS THEN <<<BLINDED>>> WHICH COULD PLAY A PART IN THE BLACK OOZY EYES EVERYONE HAS

DIONYSUS ALSO ENDS UP PUNISHING LYCURGUS WITH MADASS AND WE ALL KNOW HOW THAT RELATES

OKAY BYE

#borderlands #bl3 #borderlands 3 #borderlands spoilers #IM SORRY I POSTED THIS EARLY IT WAS ANA CCIDENCT

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The Omega Tony Carbonell was, for lack of better words, completely baffling, and Steve had no idea how to deal with him.

Tony was just…. baffling.

He haggled with the fruit and vegetable venders in heated discussions that inevitable led to shouting matches, and yet somehow ended with the vendor smiling and laughing and Tony usually kissing them on the cheek before packaging up his purchases and waving as he left.

“He’s Italian.” Sam offered as an explanation when Steve asked about it. “He has to be dramatic about everything, yeah?”

The Omega was always snacking, and every child in town seemed to know it. If Tony was walking down the street eating a licorice, any number of children might come up to ask for a piece and Tony would pull more licorice from his pocket to hand out without even hesitating.

An apple? The schoolteacher would offer the child a bite and then take a bite of his own without skipping a beat.

His sandwich? Steve had seen Tony simply hand Harley Keener his sandwich and turn right back around to get another one from the shop, and yet despite the constant snacking, the Omega was lean and nothing more than that bouncy beautiful butt showed any wiggle and fit. He was fit.

Baffling.

“It all goes to his ass.” Bucky grunted when he caught Steve staring again. “You know?”

More often than not, class was held outside, with Tony walking the children through town and helping them learn their letters by spelling the names of the building: “Tavern! T-a-v! e-r-n!” And yet Tony walked under an umbrella fussing about the sun giving him freckles and how all the fresh air was hurting his nose.

Adorable, but baffling.

“He’s from the East Coast!” Valkyrie pinched Steve when he laughed about it. “Too much sun and he will combust!”

And despite a ready smile for anyone who waved to him, Steve noticed that Tony was fairly reserved. He had sweet cheek kisses for vendors and of course for Valkyrie when they met for their Tuesday night chat, but any other physical affection was few and far between.

Even the children, who would run and hug their teacher any time they wanted to, received a pat on the head and a fond smile before being lightly pushed away.

In fact, it Steve didn’t know better, he would think the Omega didn’t know how to respond to physical affection, or even that he had been hurt in the past but that… that couldn’t be right, right?

Baffling.

“Everyone’s got a story.” Clint muttered when Steve commented on Tony’s behavior, and even though Steve was still curious, he knew better than to push.

It was convenient that Clint was the one to defend Tony’s seeming aversion to attachment, because Clint was the only one who seemed privy to all the schoolteachers sweetness, including plenty of hugs and kisses, cuddles and laughter.

More than once, Steve had caught the two Omegas embracing and he wasn’t quite sure what to think about it.

The first time was only a few days after he had returned to Wildrock, walking back to the office with Bucky after lunch at the tavern, and they had opened the door to Tony sitting on Clint’s desk, their lips touching just barely as Sam sat at the other desk and filled out paperwork.

“Sheriff Rogers.” Tony said calmly, and with a wink at Bucky, “Deputy.”

“Mr Carbonell?” Steve replied, obviously confused.

“Tony.” Bucky drawled and winked right back, carrying on with the rest of the day as if nothing odd had happened.

Then there was the time after a town meeting, when Steve had heard noise in an alley, and upon investigating had found Clint pinning Tony to a wall, his fingers buried in the dark hair and bodies moving together before Tony had broke away with a moan low enough to make Steve ache.

He had growled in response, helpless against a physical reaction to seeing two Omegas together, especially when one of them sounded like that, and Clint had laughed over Tony's offended gasp and told Steve to go play voyeur somewhere else before kissing Tony again.

But even though Tony had no problem being so physical with Clint, Steve rarely saw Sam touch Tony at all, and Bucky didn’t even step close to Tony without asking permission first. Happy seemed to have a decent enough relationship with Tony, even if it was from a distance, and the Omega never showed any fear around Steve or the other Alphas-- but there was something else there, something that both put Steve on edge, and made his protective instincts roar.

“I don’t understand him.” Steve complained one night after almost three weeks of watching the Omega. “Every time I think I might have him figured out, he changes agan! Nothing about him makes any sense!”

“Why d’ya sounds so angry about it?” Bucky was cutting thick hunks of bread to go with their stew and frowned over at him. “Jus’ cause he’s not falling all over you don’t mean something’s wrong with him.”

“There’s just something off about him.” Steve insisted. “Something about the way he looks, or doesn’t look at people. The way he loves the kids so much but then looks lost when they hug him? Even you, Bucky, you walk around him like he’s going to break, but I’ve seen him go right at Mayor Harrison without blinking. What’s wrong with him?”

“Nothing wrong with him.” Bucky set a bowl down in front of Steve. “Maybe if you stopped acting like he was a damn puzzle and actually an Omega he’d warm up to you.”

“...what does that mean?”

“You know what I mean.” Bucky snorted. “You sit there and watch him and try to figure him out, but other than that one terrible conversation you haven’t even tried to—“

“He said he wasn’t interested. I’m not going to pursue him if he isn’t interested.”

“No, Stevie.” Bucky shook his head. “Nope. He said he didn’t need anything. Needing and wanting are two different things.”

Steve hesitated, and Bucky grinned triumphantly. “You like him, don’t you?”

“There’s something about him.” Steve admitted. “I’m not really sure—“

“It’s because he’s gorgeous and you’re desperately horny.” The other Alpha interrupted, growling teasingly when Steve’s eyes flickered red in annoyance. “So stop over thinking it and just go be nice to him.”

“Fine.” Steve went back to eating. “But if he shoots me down—“

“Yeah yeah, you can bitch to me. No problem there.” Bucky slopped his bread through the sauce and took a big bite. “Wear your Stetson when you try to be sweet with him, yeah? I’ve seen him looking at it. Definitely loves the cowboy hat.”

“Yeah?” Steve looked over at his trusty hat. “Thanks Buck.”

“I’m with ya, Stevie.” Bucky winked over another big bite. “You got it.”

“Hey, listen.” Steve drummed his fingers on the table. “Do you see it in him like I do?”

“Do I see what?”

“How scared Tony is.”

Bucky looked up from his meal, a troubled expression crossing his face. “What do you mean?”

“I dunno. Maybe it's nothing, but--” he tsked in thought. “-- I mean, do you see it? Sometimes he just looks scared. Like he’s running from something. What do we know about his life before Wildrock?”

“Nope.” Bucky shook his head emphatically. “Nope, Stevie don’t do that. Go after him because you want a kiss, not because you need to know his secrets.”

“Yeah alright.” Steve concentrated on his dinner, and tried to push away the nagging feeling that Tony Carbonell was using Wildrock less for his job as a schoolteacher, and more for the anonymity and protection it offered him being so far from anywhere else.

Why did that bother him so much?

****************

“Mr. Carbonell.” Steve stepped onto the street next to Tony as the Omega headed towards the schoolhouse. “How does the day find you?”

“Very well, thank you Sheriff Rogers.” Tony replied politely, and Steve waited for the returning how are you doing, but the Omega had apparently said all he wanted to say, and kept right on walking.

“Um--” Steve hurried to catch him. “And things in the schoolhouse? Alll is well?”

“Yes, thank you Sheriff Rogers.” Tony lifted his hand in a wave as they passed the butchers shop.”

“Alright.” Steve took his hat off and ran his fingers through his hair. “I was thinking--” he stopped when Tony shot him a quick look. “Mr. Carbonell?”

“Yes, Sheriff?” Tony’s dark eyes sparked in interest and he started walking backwards, a smile curving his lips as he looked Steve over. “What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that perhaps I could escort you to the music in the park this evening?” Unnerved by having all of Tony’s attention on him so unexpectedly, Steve stumbled over his words. “If--if uh you were planning on attending?”

“I was planning on attending.” Tony agreed, still walking backwards. “But I don’t need an escort. Perfectly capable of walking to the park by myself.”

“Oh.” Steve put his hat back on and then blinked when Tony sighed a little and turned back around to walk correctly. What was that? “Well then, perhaps I will see you there?”

“It’s a small town, Sheriff Rogers!” Tony tossed his hand up in a careless wave, and went on his way.

“Ouch.” Happy said from the door of his forge and Steve turned and scowled at him. “Don’t you frown at me, Rogers. I can’t help how badly that went. Good thing the whole town wasn’t standing around to watch that. Embarrassing.”

“Thank you, Happy.” He griped. “Thank you for that.”

*******************

“Let me to carry that for you.” Steve offered, and without waiting for an answer, took the packages right from Tony’s arms as the Omega left the post office. “Are these supplies for the school house?”

“No?” Tony scrunched his nose at the Alpha. “And I can carry them myself, thank you.”

“I don’t mind.” Steve assured him, and he really didn't. Not only were the boxes surprisingly light, but they just the right size to keep his arms bent and flexed, biceps straining at his shirt sleeves, and he saw Tony glance over at him more than once. “To the schoolhouse, then?”

“Please.” Tony matched Steve step for step as they made their way down the street. “Thank you.”

“How was the music in the park?” Steve asked after a rather uncomfortable moment of silence that Tony seemed to have no intention of breaking.

“You didn’t go?” Tony seemed mildly surprised. “You seemed so keen on it, I thought you would be there early.”

“Ah, no, I ended up going home to take care of the animals.”

“I see.”

Silence again, Steve’s mind racing as he tried to find something to say. “Did you not go to the music?”

“I did.” Tony dodged a puddle, grimacing over the scuff mark on his shoes. “Peter invited me along with his Aunt so I went with them.”

“Mrs. Parker?” Steve raised his eyebrows and tried not to sound quite so shocked. “I ah-- I wasn’t aware that you and she--”

“We aren’t.” Tony smiled and Steve nearly dropped the boxes right then and there, stunned by how beautiful the smile was. “She is a lovely woman, a sweet Alpha, and I’m sure Peter would love if I allowed her to court me, but I’m not interested.”

“Because she is a female?” Steve ventured, hefting the boxes a little higher as they walked down the short hill to the school house.

“Because she’s an Alpha.” Tony answered, and took the boxes out of Steve’s arm. “Thank you, Sheriff Rogers. Have a good rest of the day.”

“Mr. Carbonell.” Steve grabbed the door before it could shut all the way and the look Tony gave him was nothing short of irritated. “Today is Tuesday, and I know you come to Valkyrie’s every Tuesday for your dinner. Could I buy your dinner tonight? Maybe a drink?”

“Valkyrie buys me my meals.” Tony said matter of factly, but not unkindly. “But the offer is appreciated.”

“I don’t think she would object to me buying you one dinner.” Steve countered. “If you would join me for the meal?”

“No thank you, Sheriff Rogers.” Tony said politely. “But thanks all the same.”

The school room door closed with a soft thump, leaving a very confused Alpha standing on the steps.

“Um. Alright then.”

*******************

Tony sighed to himself when he came from the tailors, three brand new pair of pants in his arms, and saw the Sheriff leaning against the railing talking to the Doctor.

Everywhere he had turned lately, the Sheriff was there waiting to help him with packages, trying to strike up a conversation, smiling that brilliant smile and doffing that stupid hat in a way he probably thought was charming, but was actually ridiculous.

Honestly, how was Tony supposed to take the Sheriff seriously when he wore a ten gallon hat. Ten gallon. There was just no reason for a man to wear a hat that big. No one needed that much shade, right? Right?

And it wasn’t that Steve wasn’t nice. The Sheriff was one of the nicest men Tony had ever met, not to mention gorgeous and if his recurring dreams were anything to go by, at least a little part of Tony was attracted to the big Alpha but... but... ugh.

Ugh, Tony didn’t want an Alpha’s court. No thank you.

“Tony!” The doctor raised a hand in greeting, and Steve turned as well, ready with a smile and a short bow. “How are you?”

“Yinsen.” Tony smiled back, met the Sheriff’s blue eyes with a little nod. “Sheriff Rogers. How are you?”

“I’m well Mr. Carbonell.” Steve replied quickly, politely. “And you?”

“Perfectly fine.” Tony smiled a little bigger when Steve took his hat off and ran his fingers through his hair, a sure sign that the Sheriff was about to ask him on something of a date. Not that Tony was looking forward to being asked out again, but wow did he love all that blonde hair and the few minutes it spent without that giant hat covering it.

“Mr. Carbonell, I was hoping I could take you for a walk tomorrow evening?” There it was-- the offer of companionship that happened at least once every three days. Steve was always unfailingly polite, a careful smile and hopeful expression, and after a few weeks Tony was starting to feel sorry for always turning him down.

But Steve had never once reacted with anger or even anything more than a flicker of disappointment when Tony told him no, and the graciousness that the Alpha showed even in the face of rejection was… well it was amazing, really.

Tony had never met an Alpha who was so determined and yet respectful all at the same time, and if he was a different Omega he might actually consider saying yes.

As it was though-- “Thank you, Sheriff Rogers.” Tony’s smile was a little softer this time than it had been before and Steve noticed. “Thank you, but I’ll have to say no.”

“Right.” Steve nodded, tipped his hat towards the doctor, then towards Tony. “Another time, then.”

“Another time.” Tony agreed, the first time he had ever said anything other than just no, and Steve’s eyebrows rose just the slightest bit before he replaced his hat and moved on with his rounds.

“Tony.” Yinsen cleared his throat once the Sheriff had left. “If you have time tonight, please come by the clinic so I can examine you.”

“My chest doesn’t even hurt anymore.” Tony said quietly. “It’s fine Yinsen, I don’t think we need to---”

“I know it still hurts you.” the doctor interrupted. “And I need to see to your stitches, make sure they are healing together.”

“Doctor--”

“There was so much damage, Tony.” Yinsen cut him off again. “Do not risk more damage because you are stubborn. A few more exams and we will be done, the scarring is already extensive, it will be worse without the proper care. Or do you enjoy your chest looking as if you were torn apart by an animal and then put back together by a drunk doctor with shaky hands.” He widened his eyes theatrically. “Oh wait, now that I think about it, that is what actually happened, isn’t it? Or at least, that’s the story you told me, isn’t it?”

“Alright!” Tony agreed with a groan, holding up his hand to quiet the doctor. “Alright, tonight after I am done with my grading for the evening, I’ll stop by and let you see.”

“Thank you.” Yinsen inclined his head down the street where Steve had stopped to talk with yet another person. “And then once you are feeling better, a little less self conscious about your scars, perhaps you could give our Sheriff a chance, hm?”

“Having you stitch me up, and accepting court from an Alpha are two very different things.” Tony said dryly. “Don’t push it.”

*****************

The mansion that sat at the base of the mountains behind Wildrock was off limits to all but specifically invited guests, and there were very few people who had ever seen past the front gate.

Virginia ‘Pepper’ Potts was a mysterious woman who was rumoured to own gold mines in California, oil fields in Pennsylvania, and plantations in the south, and while no one knew for sure where her money came from or where it went, they all knew she was fabulously wealthy, to the point of making even Alpha Mayor Thompson look like a pauper.

The Omega female had no mate to speak of, only a handful of servants, and came and went in her elaborate carriage drawn by four matched horses, curtains firmly drawn so no one would catch a glimpse of her.

Steve was shocked to get an invite to her home at all, and even more shocked that the invite was for high tea.

High tea? He didn’t even drink tea.

Nevertheless, Steve dressed up in his finest clothes and found himself sipping tea from a horrifyingly dainty tea cup, sitting in the frilliest parlor he had ever seen across from an Omega who was stunning enough to render him absolutely speechless.

Virginia Potts was gorgeous, and very clearly laughing at him from behind her own tea cup.

“Sheriff Rogers, I must insist you relax!” she demanded good naturedly. “If you sit any stiffer I might think you are a doll!”

“Forgive me.” Steve forced his tongue to work, forced a smile to his face. “Your invitation was a surprise and I will admit to being slightly… out of my element.”

“And here I thought Alpha’s were never out of their element.” She was teasing, green eyes sparkling. “If only the other Omega’s knew all it took were a few lace doilies to turn our brave Alpha Sheriff into a docile, quiet thing, I’m sure you would be invited for tea at every Sunday afternoon.”

“Heaven forbid.” Steve muttered and took a large gulp of the tea, an interested hm! when he realized how good it was.

“And your time back East?” she inquired. “Distasteful I’m sure, but completed now, is that correct? No more of Rumlow or his gang left to terrorize our little community?”

“No ma’am.” Steve shook his head. “I was there until they put him in the ground. We don’t have to worry about him anymore.”

“My condolences.” Ms. Pott’s eyes darkened in sympathy. “Regardless of the man Rumlow became, I know at one point he was a close companion to you and your Deputy Barnes.”

“At one point.” he agreed, putting his now empty tea cup on the saucer. “Now, if you don’t mind me asking, Ms Potts--”

“Pepper, please.”

“Pepper. Why did you invite me for tea? I have a feeling it wasn’t just to chat.”

“Ah.” Pepper set her own cup down and folded her hands neatly in her lap. “Of course, our ever diligent Sheriff, seeing right through my ruse. You are correct, I didn’t invite you just to chat.”

“Right.” Steve blew out a deep breath and leaned forward anxiously. “Something is wrong then? A shipment of goods has gone missing, or you are expecting one in and need additional man power? Something from the bank maybe? You are being threatened by the--”

“No no, nothing like that.” Pepper waved her hand quickly. “No, oh my I should have assumed that your first thought would be that I needed something. No, I’m afraid my intentions are much more meddlesome than that.”

“...meddlesome.”

“Of course.” Pepper wrinkled her nose at his cautious expression. “Tell me, Sheriff Rogers, how are you getting along with our new school teacher?”

“You too?” Steve groaned and slumped back onto the couch, his attempt at politeness left behind in a wash of annoyance. “You are trying to match us too?”

“I am doing nothing of the sort!” Pepper’s pretty mouth dropped open in surprise. “I was simply asking! Should I take this to mean that you don’t approve of him? How dreadful!”

“Jesus Christ--”

“Language! Sheriff Rogers, honestly!”

“Apologies.” Steve cleared his throat and tried again. “Ms. Potts, uh Pepper, ma’am-- I have no issue with Mr. Carbonell. As a schoolteacher he seems well liked by the children, and all the parents but Mayor Thompson, but things have been quiet on that front as well lately. I don’t know him personally but--”

“But that’s not for lack of trying on your part, is it?” She interrupted, a very unladylike smirk on her face as she watched the Sheriff turn an unbecoming shade of red. “I’ve heard you are being persistent and yet a perfect gentleman in your pursuit of our favorite Omega, is that true?”

“I have been trying to be polite…” he said warily. “And yes, persistent, but I don’t thik I’m being inappropriate.”

“Oh heavens no, if I thought you were being inappropriate to my friend then you and I would be having a very different conversation right now.” Pepper poured herself a fresh cup of tea. “No, there is never any question of that. I am simply wondering how the attempted courtship is going?”

“You and Mr. Carbonell are friends?” Steve asked instead. “I wasn’t aware of that.”

“I was the one to encourage him to come this way to teach for us.” Pepper replied easily. “It's a terribly long story involving old friends and families back East, but in a round about way I have known about Mr. Carbonell for most of my life, and I knew he would be an excellent match for Wildrock. Whether he is an excellent match for you, Sheriff Rogers, is a another question though, isn't it? What exactly is your interest in Tony?”

“Companionship.” Steve admitted. “It has been brought to my attention several times by my deputies and every other busy body in town that I am apparently desperately lonely, and after some thought, I have to agree. It’s been a long time since I’ve had an Omega catch my eye and Mr. Carbonell--”

“--is very eye catching.” Pepper agreed. “Yes, he is. And he isn’t responding well to your advances?”

“Uh--”

“Don’t be so shy, Sheriff.” The Omega crossed long legs as she leaned back into her seat. “Tony has been shockingly sparing with any details about this particular situation, and even though you and I don’t know each other all that well, I’m sure we will become great friends once this has run its course. So please--” an encouraging motion. “--please. Tell me how things are going.”

“Mr. Carbonell has shown little to no interest in me.” Steve said bluntly. “Even in a platonic sense, much less in a romantic sense, and even though he seems to need--” he stopped abruptly and put his hands up, not wanting to explain the uneasy vibe of scared he got from the Omega. “He isn’t interested.”

“You see it, don’t you?” Pepper’s eyes narrowed, her gaze sharpening. “You see it in him?”

“I see what, ma’am?”

“How badly he needs to be protected?” she whispered. “How badly he needs to be saved? You can see it, even though he pretends to be fine.”

Steve’s heart hammered to a stop. “You know about it?” he asked in a near whisper as well. “Do you know why? Or what happened--?”

“It’s not my story to tell.” she denied, her voice still soft. “But I would like to think you are the Alpha to protect Tony for us. You wouldn’t mind terribly, would you? If I asked you to keep an eye on him? It wouldn’t be too much of a bother?”

“Of course I wouldn’t mind.” Steve said automatically. “As Sheriff, it’s my duty to keep an eye on any and all of the citizens of Wildrock.”

“I’m aware that it's your duty.” Pepper reached for his hand, squeezing it with her slim fingers. “But I am asking you for more than that. If you are pursuing a courtship with Tony, then all the better, but even if you decide to pursue another, more amenable Omega, please keep close to our school teacher. I am happy to accommodate you with additional pay or--”

“No.” Steve squeezed her hand back. “Ms. Potts, I have no intention of moving on to another Omega, Mr. Carbonell still holds my interest and I wouldn’t feel right about accepting extra money from you for doing my job while hoping for his attention but can you tell me why--”

“I can’t.” she let his hand go with a regretful sigh. “I don’t even know the whole story, and the pieces I do know are horrifying. It is up to Tony to share it with you, if you can earn his trust. Just be careful with him, he is more fragile than that sass-mouth of his lets on.”

“I’ll be careful.” Steve stood when Pepper did, shaking her hand as they said their goodbyes. “Thank you for the invitation, Ms. Potts.”

“Thank you for visiting, Sheriff Rogers.” The butler appeared to show him to the door, and just as he was leaving, Pepper called, “Sheriff Rogers! Perhaps Tony would respond better to seeing how well you can protect him, not how much of a gentleman you are! Omega’s swoon faster for muscles than we do for manners!”

Well.

Steve didn’t know what to think about that.

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(Slight TW here for mentions of domestic abuse. Steve cold clocks the asshole though, so everything ends just fine)

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For the citizens of Wildrock, a domestic disturbance wasn’t something that required a Sheriff’s presence, usually just a husband wandering home drunk to a fed up wife, a lovers spat turned loud.

Rarely were the deputies involved unless something was really wrong, or someone was in danger, so when word came in the evening of a disturbance at the Keener house involving the children, all four of the officers bolted from the office, running as fast as they could towards the other end of town.

Steve’s heart was pounding in his chest, fear clogging up his throat that if the children were hurt--

No.

No, thank god.

A quick look around showed only Mrs. Keener’s current boyfriend shouting at Harley, who was screaming back at the top of his lungs, so Steve motioned for Sam and Clint to hang back while he and Bucky went up to the small house.

“Don’t you treat my ma like that!” Harley was yelling, fists balled up at his sides. “You don’t even live here! You got no right to touch her a’tall ‘specially if you’re gonna hurt her!”

“You don’t watch your mouth and you won’t live here either!” the Beta male shouted back. “You little punk! Didn’t no one tell you to respect you elders! Jus’ cause you think you’re gonna be an Alpha don’t mean you can mouth off!”

Great. Richard Moll was drunk again, enough to be swaying on his feet and slurring his words and Bucky muffled a curse, torn between feeling sorry for Mrs. Keener somehow always attracting deadbeats-- and angry that she continued to let them around her children.

“You’re nothing but a worthless Beta!” Harley spit at Moll’s feet. “Don’t work, don’t help my ma, just drink and lay around and--”

“Boy, you better shut your mouth---!” Steve was stepping forward to put a stop to it all, mid step actually, halfway through shouting for Richard to stand down, when he was nearly knocked off his feet by Tony, who shot past him and grabbed at Harley’s arm.

“Harley Keener! What the hell do you think you are doing!?”

“He yelled at my momma!” Harley snapped, tugging away from Tony and looking as if he had every intention of trying to punch the Beta male out. “He can’t talk to her like that! He’s not my dad! He doesn’t even treat her right! He should be strung up by his knotless dick and--”

“HARLEY!” Tony’s jaw dropped. “How dare you use language like that in front of ladies!” he motioned to Harley’s sister, who had both hands over her mouth. “You know better than that!”

“Sorry Mr. Carbonell.” Harley sulked. “But he should be.”

“I’m sure that’s true.” Tony sent a frosty look towards the Beta. “Because every well bred man knows that you don’t raise your voice towards women and children, and since he apparently hasn’t learned that lesson someone should teach him, but that someone is not you, do you hear?”

Harley was still red, breathing hard and Tony brushed a curl off his forehead, steeling himself so he wouldn’t cry when Harley flinched away from the touch, the boy turning his face away as tears sprang to his eyes. “Get your sister and both of you come back to the schoolhouse.” Tony worked to keep his voice steady. “I’ll get you a snack and a drink and we can work on our arithmetic, hm?”

“That sounds terrible.” Harley curled his lip in disgust. “I don’t wanna do arithmetic.”

“Mr. Keener your math is atrocious and you will do arithmetic whether you want to or not!” Tony announced and motioned for the little girl to follow him away from the house, desperate to get the children far away from the situation.

“Deputy Barnes.” Tony nodded to Bucky and glared up at Steve, lowering his voice to a furious whisper. “Sheriff Rogers. Maybe you should do something about that man. This is the third time I’ve had to come get these kids, and there is a hand sized bruise on Harley’s face right now.”

“What?” The word broke from Steve on a heavy growl and Tony paled a little, pulling the children away with him. “There’s a what?”

Bucky stepped closer to explain, a hand on Steve’s arm to keep him from doing anything drastic. “Stevie, we showed up about a week before you got home in response to shouting and screaming. Mrs. Keener had bruises and we threw Moll into a cell, but she refused to press charges, swore up and down it was an accident so we couldn’t keep him and when he got out--” Bucky shrugged helplessly. “I didn’t know she took him back, but Stevie, we did all we could.”

“Did we?!”

“You know just as well as I do that we can’t do nothing if no one says anything.”

“The hell we can’t. This time he hit a kid and I’m standing right here. Gonna do a whole lot more than throw him in a cell.” Steve pushed past Bucky and headed for the stairs of the Keener house.

“Richard!” he snapped and the Beta gave him a surly look. “Get your ass down here so I can talk to you.”

“No thanks, Sheriff.” the Beta snorted. “Ain’t done nothin’ wrong, only reason your here is because that little bitch Omega raises a fuss anytime I raise my voice. Always over here interfering’ with those damn kids, sticking his nose in my business. What a man does in his own house is his own--argh!”

He yelped when Steve snatched him right off the steps by his collar, all but tossing the Beta into the yard.

“This isn’t your home.” Steve glared down at him. “This is Mrs. Keener’s home and those are Mrs. Keener’s children and this is my town so if you are leaving bruises on children in my town--?”

“Get off your high horse Sheriff!” Richard scrambled back to his feet. “You got no right to tell me how to discipline--”

Mary- Anne cried out and hid her face in Tony’s shoulder when Steve cocked a fist back and laid Richard out with a solid punch, most likely breaking his nose, at the very least bruising something badly as the Beta went down screaming and trying to keep the blood from splattering everywhere.

“Stand up.” Steve demanded, unbuttoning his shirt collar and rolling his sleeves up. “Stand up!”

Richard got to his feet slower this time and once he was standing solid, Steve clocked him again.

This time Richard didn’t get up at all.

“Put this trash in a cell.” Steve snarled and Bucky moved forward to do exactly that, hauling a barely conscious Richard to his feet and shoving him down the street towards the jail. Steve pulled a kerchief from his back pocket and wiped the blood from his knuckles before walking over to Tony and the children.

“Ms. Mary- Anne, I’m real sorry you had to see that.” Steve knelt down in front of the little girl and smiled apologetically. “But he needed to learn a lesson, didn’t he?”

“Did you hurt him?”

“I sure hope so.” a growl lacing the otherwise friendly words and next to him, Steve felt Tony shudder a little. “But I can promise you, honey, he won’t ever leave a bruise--” in a surprisingly gesture, Steve turned Harley’s chin to see the fresh marks on his cheek. “He won’t leave a bruise on your brother ever again.”

“Harley! Mary-Anne!” From May Parker, who was nearly running down the street to get to the children. “What happened!”

She didn’t have to ask the question, because one look at Harley’s face answered it perfectly, and the Alpha female’s eyes blazed as she stared over at where Bucky was still man-handling the Beta towards the jail.

“Richard Moll you son of a bitch!” she shouted. “You are damn lucky the sheriff is here or I would beat your ass from here to kingdom come, do you hear me? How dare you! How DARE--”

“Mrs. Parker.” Tony handed Mary-Anne off to her, hoping to avoid any more violence by giving the Alpha a child to hold. “I would appreciate very much if you would let Harley and Mary Anne sleep at your home? I’d love to take them to the school house, but I’m afraid I suddenly have plans tonight. “

“I thought you were gonna give us a snack.” Harley wiped his nose on his sleeve and scowled at Tony. “Huh? What happened to getting us a snack?”

“And I thought maybe you could use a break from the arithmetic.” Tony answered back, raising his eyebrows until Harley finally smiled a little. “Huh? Wouldn’t you rather hang out with Peter and Mrs. Parker than do sums with me all night?”

“Definitely.” Harley was trying not to cry again, and Peter shoved between the adults to put his arm over Harley’s shoulder. “Pete, we should um--could we maybe--”

“Come on, I'll take you to climb the tree.” Peter turned Harley around and started heading back towards his own house. “You can wear my pajamas too, since you’re so short an’ all--”

“I’M NOT SHORT!” Harley hollered, and the two young men took off running, chasing after each other.

“Well, they will be fine.” May hefted Mary Anne higher into her arms. “Tony, would you like them both at school tomorrow, or should I wait until the bruise has faded?”

“Give them some time.” Tony kissed Mary Anne’s cheek. “Arithmetic and spelling can wait a day.”

“You’re good for this town, Tony.” the Alpha female nuzzled her nose into Mary Anne’s hair and reached for Tony’s hand. “Thank you.”

“It's no problem.” Tony stood in the street and waved until May turned the corner, and then looked back to where Clint was talking to Mrs. Keener, checking her over carefully for any broken bones and letting her know the children were safe with friends, while Sam looked on with folded arms and a disappointed expression.

“Mr. Carbonell.” Steve was still trying to get the blood from his knuckles. “I appreciate your assistance in this. It’s always good to have someone the children trust close by.”

“Sheriff Rogers, you need to tell Sam to stop glaring at Mrs. Keener.” Tony narrowed his eyes at the Alpha Deputy. “It isn’t her fault that Moll is a bastard. Sometimes you don’t know the truth of your partner until it's too late and someone is hurt. And even then, sometimes you don’t know how to break free. Tell him to stop glaring at her.”

Steve watched the Omega curiously for a minute, but Tony didn’t say anything else, only stood with his arms wrapped around his midsection, his shoulders slightly hunched.

“I’ll tell him.” Steve said slowly, and jogged towards Sam, whispering something in his ear that had the Deputy unfolding his arms and moving away, shooting an apologetic glance towards Tony as he did. Steve bent down to talk to Mrs. Keener for a long minute, before apparently hearing all he needed, and motioning for Clint and Sam to leave her alone.

“Are you alright?” Steve asked as he passed by Tony again, settling his hat firmly on his head. “You seem shaken up.”

“I’m fine, Sheriff Rogers, thank you.” Tony said automatically, and when Steve went to move past, Tony lay his hand on the Alpha’s forearm. “Um, Sheriff Rogers--”

Steve waited, trying not to stare at where Tony’s fingers played with his shirt sleeve. “Yes, Mr. Carbonell?”

“I know it's a little late.” Tony wet his lips anxiously. “Sun setting and all that. But if you were still wanting to go for a walk? I am free this evening.”

“Oh?” Steve frowned a little. “Really? Why the sudden change of heart?”

“No particular reason.” Tony’s eyes flicked back towards the Keener home. “But, if you had some free time later tonight, after your dinner perhaps. Maybe you could collect me at the schoolhouse?”

“Yes.” Steve said quickly, scarcely able to believe it. “Yes, Mr. Carbonell--”

“It’s just Tony.” The Omega said absentmindedly, his hand rubbing up towards Steve elbow without even noticing the movement. “My friends call me Tony.”

“Tony, then.” Steve let a bit of a rumble into the words, and Tony’s head snapped up, his eyes dilating in the fading light. “I’ll come by later.”

“Looking forward to it, Sheriff.”

Steve watched Tony walk away, partly because he couldn’t help himself, partly because Ms. Potts words kept running through his mind.

-- Perhaps Tony would respond better to seeing how well you can protect him, not how much of a gentleman you are--

Maybe she had been right.

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Infinity Chapter 5

Summary: QUEEN AU where Rog (aka Rowan Queen) is a young single dad struggling to make it into music industry.

Warnings: not really. Just fluff, sappiness and swearwords here and there

Disclaimer: I don't own the pictures. The boys are based on Queen, but Piper, Gina and Callie are mine.

CHAPTER 4: MEET THE FAMILY PART II

In which Row and Gina finally confront each other.

"Thought you didn't want anything to do with us" Row made his presence noticeable for the woman sitting on the rocking chair.

He had been watching them for a couple of minutes, since returning from a last supply run for Piper's stuff. He was only gonna get a few more onesies, but ended up with:

3 rattles, six onesies (one of each color of the rainbow),

a nightlight (which, come to think of it was ridiculous because his room didn't have lids so it was never really dark due to street lamps)

and another two pinkies to add to the collection of 9 he already had at home.

Gina looked up from her granddaughter and to his son, who leaned against the doorway with arms crossed.

"If you can't beat them, join them. Is that what you're doing, mom?" He added, before she could speak.

"I'm not your enemy." She said

"Bloody seemed like it."

Gina sighed. She really didn't want to fight now, so she looked down to the infant again "Gotta admit she's gorgeous." She grinned.

He beamed proudly "You bet"

"And how are you?"

"Nearly as gorgeous"

"I mean mentally. Cause you look like shit"

"Why, thanks Mom"

She rolled her eyes. "How are you sleeping lately?"

"Funnily enough I can't sleep at night because I'm worrying about her. Really. Had a week when I could last sleep through and I couldn't"

"Good start"

"I'll manage"

"Just promise me something"

"Depends"

" If she's actually yours..."

"She's mine mum."

"Listen. There will be times when she won't let you be. On your bloody ears for days on end. I believe you made me lose half my auditive capacity. And that's stressful. Now, you've never been the best on anger management..."

"Mom..."

"Let me finish. It's normal. It will happen. You will probably want to suffocate her with a pillow -I did sometimes when you were this little-. If that or any close thought comes to mind just put her down and walk away from her, and hit something. Do whatever you have to do, and call me. I'll help you out. But put her down first somewhere safe. Understood?"

"Mum I don't need~"

"Understood?"

"Understood"

"It's not her fault"

"I know"

"Don't make her pay for it"

"I'd never"

"I hope so"

"Really mum. I love her. I'm gonna do my absolute best, I'll be the best dad ever, I will always be there for her, I'll put her always first, I won't let anything happen to her."

"I just don't understand why you want to do this"

He shrugged, reaching over to caress her warm cheek "I just can't get enough of her, I guess. I can't explain it. She makes me... I don't know. But I can't imagine her with any other last name or any other father."

Gina grinned to herself. It made perfect sense "Speaking of last names, you got a full name?"

"Oh yes um... Piper. Piper Rock Queen" he smiled

"Oh... Err, Rock?"

"As in Rock'n'Roll of course"

Gina couldn't help an eye roll "It's too late to talk you out of it, isn't it?"

"Very much so. She's already registered." Row smiled as he had already predicted mom wouldn't like it. The idea of naming her Gina had briefly crossed his mind, but that was more common. And he knew his daughter was special, so she deserved a cool, unique name.

"So Piper Queen" Gina looked.at the tiny being in her arms.

The mentioned opened her baby grey eyes as if she knew she was the topic of conversation.

Gina had to smile. She was beautiful. She already had Row's eyes.

"Hello there Piper . I'm grandma." She cooed instinctively.

Row would deny it, but he was relieved to hear her say that. She was there for him. For them. And that was more reassuring than anything.

"Yes, hello dearie."

She let out a distressed moan

Row looked at his watch "She must be hungry" then leaned over until he was inches away from his daughter, in her short distance field of vision "You wanna come with Daddy? I bet you do." He cooed, and carefully slid one hand under her the back of her neck and her back

"Mind the head"

"You're 8 days late" he said, taking her with ease -as he had been doing it for a week- and nestled her on the crock of his arm "Good morning, you beautiful thing. We're going home tomorrow. Yes we are, I'm so excited" he spoke with high pitched voice as he gently bounced her, and Gina had to admit that he was quite a natural.

The genuine love in his eyes was the same -or even more intense- as he had have 8 days before when he had first laid eyes on her.

But that could still change quickly, a little voice reminded her.

"You're so lovely, darling." Her son continued, eyes fixed on his new daughter as if she was the only thing that existed.

His daughter.

The realization that she was now a grandmother shrunk in Gina.

Damn she felt old

And if this was to become a tradition, 19 years from now maybe she'd be a great-grandmother.

God no.

She then registered what he had said

"You're getting discharged tomorrow?"

Row looked up at her voice as if he had been snapped out of a trance "uh?".

"You're getting discharged tomorrow?" She repeated

"Oh, yes" he smiled, looking down again "Yes we are. We're going home! Yes darling. And we'll have so much fun..."

"Do you have the equipment?" Gina had to interrupt their little conversation:

It was good that he was genuinely looking forward to it, but that didn't mean he had any clue or had thought about alll of the things a newborn needed. We're talking about a boy who tried to put the washer on without detergent, and who would always leave coins in his jeans when throwing them in the laundry.

He was capable of letting her sleep in the couch and feed her cow milk from a tin a can and a straw.

"Yes. The basics anyway. Carseat, clothes, bottles, formula, diapers, pinkies, more pinkies, more clothes... Oh, hopefully I'll get the boys to help me out building the crib. Haven't had the time yet"

"Where will she sleep until then?"

"With me in bed. I know it's dangerous cause I could suffocate her and blah blah blah, but that's not gonna happen. I'll be careful and... Well let's face it we're not going to sleep much, are we?"

Gina had to chuckle "You have it all thought through."

"Of course I do"

"Okay, not bad. What about bathing?"

"The sink will do cause she's so little, right?" he cooed, and she whined in response so he went to a bag and got a bottle out "Yes sweetheart, that's your milk. Yes. I'm gonna have it heated up for ya, okay? We'll get Callie." He smiled, and as if on cue, the young woman walked past the room. She stopped for a moment when seeing the older woman.

She smiled: she knew she'd come. She stuck her tongue out at Row when he noticed her, as if saying <<I knew it>> and he waved her away with a wink, tossing her the empty bottle so she could refill it.

Gina stayed the rest of the morning. She was curious, actually, about seeing her son as a father. Turns out he handled it quite well. Once she was fed, he changed her, played with her (game consisting on him making all sorts of faces to her as she stared intently up at him, one hand on his hair and the other around his index) until she got tired and fussy. After that, he only had to call Callie once cause he had really messed up with the swaddle and both him and his daughter had lost their nerves.

"There, all done. Don't worry baby, your daddy will get it eventually." The nurse cooed at the bundle, as Row scratched the back of his blond head.

She then turned to Gina with a bright smile, and repeated the same words she had told her When they had first met 8 days earlier.

"And you must be Grandma"

And this time, Gina smiled and nodded "I am"

Then the nurse turned to Row, whose attention was back to his child, and mouthed an "I told you."

And when he had have to go the the toilet and the babe had woken up, there had been nothing Gina could do that had calmed her down until Row finally came out and held her on his chest.

"Already a Daddy's girl. Goddamn it" the new grandmother commented with a slight grin of disbelief and marvel.

"Well I'm not complaining" Row smiled back, as he walked around the room in hopes he'd get her to sleep.

"Wait until girl wants daddy three times in the middle of the night" Gina half teased.

"Well, daddy will get up. As many times as she needs me I'm gonna be there" he kissed Piper's forehead, as she began to let her eyelids drop.

Her smile grew at the confidence in his words. Perhaps they could all make this work.

She watched as he walked the room a few more times, humming a little tune Gina hadn't heard before, and only when being sure she was off, he laid her down and sat on the sofa, between the cot and his mother.

"She's a real doll" Gina commented quietly as they both watched her sleep. "Or at least appears to be."

"Yea. She manages to stay cute even when she's crying like crazy."

"That's cause she's your daughter. I thought the same about you, but that's bullshit: every newborn baby is, objectively, ugly. But we love them anyway and that's why they become, in our eyes, the most beautiful thing in the world" she looked through her purse and got out a cigarette. (Remember this is the mid 80s, where smoking was allowed everywhere, as far as I'm concerned).

"No, mom. Not here" his eyes flicked to his sleeping daughter

"Why not?"

"It's not good for her."

"The cigarette's for me, not for her."

"She'd be second hand smoking. And her lungs are very vulnerable."

Gina scoffed. "Dear, I smoked through the first three months I was pregnant with you, then, as soon as you were out my butt, the first thing I asked for: a cigar. And then your father too. And you're fine"

"I had pneumonia three times as a kid"

"Oh please, don't you dare blame me for that"

"I'm sure they were related"

"That's bullshit! That's a bunch of shit the government made up to raise the price of cigars and rip us off!" Gina always raised her voice when sensing she was losing an argument.

Which never failed to set his son off too.

"It's a fucking scientific study!" He yelled.

"Says the boy who would take money from my jackets to buy tobacco at 15!!"

"Yea so?"

"Don't go all anti-smoking on me, when you smoke just as much!"

"I've quitted, just so you know!"

Gina laughed "Yes right." and put the cigar between her lips, getting a lighter out her pocket.

"Get the fuck out of here" he stood up, as he tried to contain his anger.

"What?"

"Get the fuck out of here!" He repeated, louder. He could handle her questioning him: they were both stubborn as hell and he was used to it. But he wasn't gonna let her get her way and disrespect him this time, especially when it was his baby and her health at stake.

"Oh c'mon Rowan"

"You light that shit up and you won't have to worry about being a grandmother, or a mother for that matter"

She froze and looked defiantly at him with at him with the corner of her eye.

"Was that a threat?"

"Of course it was!"

"Oh c'mon, you wouldn't be able survive on your own for a week, let alone taking care of a baby!"

"Just you watch! I don't need anything from you!" It wasn't true.

"Oh please! Don't be ridiculous. Last week today you lost the last copy of your flat's key, and guess who had to save the day? Oh, I got it, the same woman who helped you buy the damn house in the first place!!!"

"Well that's what you wanted, huh? 19 years up my ass, telling me how bad you wanted me to come of age so I'd be gone!"

"Yes because living with you was a nightmare! Always had to clean after you, and make excuses for you when one of your "conquers" from the night before turned up on my doorstep because you hadn't called them back or whatever bullshit! And now this?" She pointed at Piper

Row stepped in front of the cot protectively, staring menacingly at the woman "This what? Huh?"

"I don't know what the fuck you think you're playing to, but I ain't taking care of her when you get tired of pretending to be Mr.Mom!!!"

"Oh believe me I'd rather leave with a raccoon than with you"

"Well that's a relief. Any raccoon would have a more stable life and responsibility than you!"

"Oh yes any raccoon would have more support than what I'm having!"

"I told you where I stood from the beginning! I told you I'd wash my hands off you if you chose this!"

"Then what the fuck are you doing here now?! If you washed your hands off us, why did you come? To judge me? To repeat all the bullshit you already told me 8 days ago? Or to try and convince me to turn my back on her like you? Well, bad news for you, Gina, that ain't gonna happen. I love this kid unconditionally, more than anything, above myself and anything else, which is apparently way more than you ever loved me.

>>And you know how I know that? Cause I'll support her in everything. Even if I don't agree with it. And I won't push her, or put pressure on her to finish school or get a job. And if 19 years from now I've become a grandfather, I'll be there for them. And if she wants to drop out school cause she's sick of it, I won't force her. And if instead of a secure stable job she wants to follow a dream I can't even begin to understand, I'll help her in any way I can." He kept stepping closer to the woman as they made unbreakable eye contact, until she was against the wall, and snatched the cigar from her. "SO I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR BULLSHIT OR YOUR GODDAMN OPINIONS! SHE'S MY GODDAMN DAUGHTER, AND I SAY WHAT I WANT HER TO BREATHE!"

The small whine that usually preceded a cry broke the air, and Row instinctively reached over to put one foot on the cot's wheels to rock it back and forth and try to calm her down before she woke, holding his mother's defying gaze at all times.

It didn't work though and a wail escaped her lips, drawing her father's full attention as he turned around to look at her (with an automatic soft features that had nothing to do with the agressive behaviour he had showed no less than a second ago).

"Hey prune princess" he cooed, resting a hand on her stomach. He didn't want to pick her up while fighting with Gina. He didn't want to scare her further than he already had with that shout. "Hello sweet stuff. Everything's fine, go back to sleep, c'mon"

She whined again. Row sighed, leaning towards her untill their foreheads were glued so he was in her short distance field of vision and began to pat her tummy in gentle rhythmic patterns. He forgot Gina's presence, and their argument all together at the sight of her, because she was all that mattered.

She quieted down instantly, safe and warm below the familiar mop of blond hair that she already associated with calm and shelter. He remained in that position until she was asleep again, gradually slowing down the rhythm, untill he stopped.

But still he didn't move. He didn't want to. He didn't want to resume the fight with Gina. Why did every single one of their conversations have to end in an argument?

So he stayed glued to her, taking in all the strength and the power of will he was gonna need to face his mother again.

"I came here to meet her" she spoke, this time in a calm manner.

He sighed, pecking Piper's forehead before stretching up and turning around "And?"

She sighed. She sucked at this. But he -well, they- were her only family left. And inside, she had to admit she was at awe at his decision and determination to follow through.

Who said he couldn't make it work?

"And to apologise" she finally said.

"What for?"

"Oh you know it."

"Yea but she doesn't."

"She won't remember any of this."

"But perhaps one day she'll want to know, and I'll have to tell her Grandma was too proud to admit she was wrong."

Another eye roll "Alright." She walked to the small bassinet, which was still being moved back and forth by Row's foot "I'm sorry I was such a bitch about all this, dearie. I just know your... " She sighed, the next word still tasting weird in her mouth "your dad too well and I guess I'm worrying. Cause that's what family does. I just hope it's in vain this time. Good luck, you little bugger"

Row smiled. Gina's apologies wouldn't mean a thing without a couple insults towards him here and there. That was just her way.

And he guessed she had passed it down to him, just like one day Piper would get retention for shouting a few f words in kindergarten.

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Author's Note:

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And as always, Hola to my dearest @definitely-darcy whose marvelous mega-paragraphs help me improve way more than any English class ever has.

-Pookie

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